Never let anybody guess that you have a mind of your own. Above all be pure
I am reading Henry James...and feel myself as one entombed in a block of smooth amber.
I will go down with my colours flying.
I don't believe that you can possibly separate expression from thought in an imaginative work. The better a thing is expressed, the more completely it is thought.
. . . to walk alone in London is the greatest rest.
A sort of transaction went on between them, in which she was on one side, and life was on another, and she was always trying to get the better of it, as it was of her.