A novel is a mirror carried along a main road.

A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader's soul.

In our calling, we have to choose; we must make our fortune either in this world or in the next, there is no middle way.

It is the nobility of their style which will make our writers of 1840 unreadable forty years from now.

People who have been made to suffer by certain things cannot be reminded of them without a horror which paralyses every other pleasure, even that to be found in reading a story.

In love, unlike most other passions, the recollection of what you have had and lost is always better than what you can hope for in the future.

One can acquire everything in solitude except character.