The history of men's opposition to women's emancipation is more interesting perhaps than the story of that emancipation itself.

Where the Mind is biggest, the Heart, the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance, Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to breathe.

For the eye has this strange property: it rests only on beauty.

The way to write well is to live intensely.

For beyond the difficulty of communicating oneself, there is the supreme difficulty of being oneself.

Life stand still here.

And now more than anything I want beautiful prose. I relish it more and more exquisitely.