It is no use trying to sum people up.

Never did anybody look so sad. Bitter and black, halfway down, in the darkness, in the shaft which ran from the sunlight to the depths, perhaps a tear formed; a tear fell; the waves swayed this way and that, received it, and were at rest. Never did anybody look so sad.

It seems as if an age of genius must be succeeded by an age of endeavour; riot and extravagance by cleanliness and hard work.

No sooner have you feasted on beauty with your eyes than your mind tells you that beauty is vain and beauty passes

The mind which is most capable of receiving impressions is very often the least capable of drawing conclusions.

My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.

Surely it was time someone invented a new plot, or that the author came out from the bushes.