Unless you catch ideas on the wing and nail them down, you will soon cease to have any.

For what Harley Street specialist has time to understand the body, let alone the mind or both in combination, when he is a slave to thirteen thousand a year?

The mind must be allowed to settle undisturbed over the object in order to secrete the pearl.

To know whom to write for is to know how to write.

Her only gift was knowing people almost by instinct, she thought, walking on. If you put her in a room with someone, up went her back like a cat's; or she purred.

Life without illusion is a ghostly affair.

There is something about the present which we would not exchange, though we were offered a choice of all past ages to live in.