The end is nothing; the road is all.

Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

Where there is great love there are always miracles.

Every fine story must leave in the mind of the sensitive reader an intangible residuum of pleasure, a cadence, a quality of voice that is exclusively the writer's own, individual, unique.

The condition every art requires is, not so much freedom from restriction, as freedom from adulteration and from the intrusion of foreign matter.

The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.

The sincerity of feeling that is possible between a writer and a reader is one of the finest things I know.