When the body escaped mutilation, seldom did the heart go to the grave unscarred.

The strange thing about life is that though the nature of it must have been apparent to every one for hundreds of years, no one has left any adequate account of it.

Odd how the creative power at once brings the whole universe to order.

Mr. Beerbohm in his way is perfect ... He has brought personality into literature, not unconsciously and impurely, but so consciously and purely that we do not know whether there is any relation between Max the essayist and Mr. Beerbohm the man. We only know that the spirit of personality permeates every word that he writes ... He is without doubt the prince of his profession.

If you insist upon fighting to protect me, or 'our' country, let it be understood soberly and rationally between us that you are fighting to gratify a sex instinct which I cannot share; to procure benefits where I have not shared and probably will not share.

It seemed to her such nonsense-inventing differences, when people, heaven knows, were different enough without that.

So long as you write what you wish to write, that is all that matters; and whether it matters for ages or only for hours, nobody can say.