It is no use trying to sum people up.

A million candles burnt in him without his being at the trouble of lighting a single one

To stand in a great bookshop crammed with books so new that their pages almost stick together, and the gilt on their backs is still fresh, has an excitement no less delightful than the old excitement of the second-hand bookstall.

Travelers are much at the mercy of phrases ... vast generalizations formulate in their exposed brains.

To whom can I expose the urgency of my own passion?…There is nobody—here among these grey arches, and moaning pigeons, and cheerful games and tradition and emulation, all so skilfully organised to prevent feeling alone.

When people are happy they have a reserve upon which to draw, whereas she was like a wheel without a tyre

As long as she thinks of a man, nobody objects to a woman thinking.