Now that Stevenson is dead I can think of but one English- speaking author who is really keeping his self-respect and sticking forperfection. Of course I refer to that mighty master of language and keen student of human actions and motives, Henry James.

The more observing ones may have seen, but discerning people are usually discreet and often kind, for we usually bleed a little before we begin to discern.

No one can build his security upon the nobleness of another person.

Paris is a hard place to leave, even when it rains incessantly and one coughs continually from the dampness.

Love itself draws on a woman nearly all the bad luck in the world

Art and religion (they are the same thing, in the end, of course) have given man the only happiness he has ever had.

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