This land was an enigma. It was like a horse that no one knows how to break to harness, that runs wild and kicks things to pieces.

The summer moon hung full in the sky. For the time being it was the great fact of the world.

The history of every country begins in the heart of a man or a woman.

Most publishers, like most writers, are ruined by their successes.

Personal hatred and family affection are not incompatible; they often flourish and grow strong together.

The test of one's decency is how much of a fight one can put up after one has stopped caring, and after one has found out that one can never please the people they wanted to please.

Some people's lives are affected by what happens to their person or their property; but for others fate is what happens to their feelings and their thoughts -- that and nothing more.