 Be not afraid of life. Believe that life is worth living, and your belief will help create the fact. |
| What is character but the determination of incident? What is incident but the illustration of character? |
| Young men of this class never do anything for themselves that they can get other people to do for them, and it is the infatuation, the devotion, the superstition of others that keeps them going. These others in ninety-nine cases out of a hundred are women. |
| Though there are some disagreeable things in Venice there is nothing so disagreeable as the visitors. |
| To kill a human being is, after all, the least injury you can do him. |
| Ideas are, in truth, force. |
| The only success worth one's powder was success in the line of one's idiosyncrasy... what was talent but the art of being completely whatever one happened to be? |
| Three things in human life are important. The first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind. |
| I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme. |
| I've always been interested in people, but I've never liked them. |
| In museums and palaces we are alternate radicals and conservatives. |
| A man who pretends to understand women is ad manners. For him to really to understand them is bad morals. |
| People talk about the conscience, but it seems to me one must just bring it up to a certain point and leave it there. You can let your conscience alone if you're nice to the second housemaid. |
| There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea. |
| It takes a great deal of history to produce a little literature. |
| It is, I think, an indisputable fact that Americans are, as Americans, the most self-conscious people in the world, and the most addicted to the belief that the other nations of the earth are in a conspiracy to under value them. |
| Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language. |
| We work n the dark - we do what we can - we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art. |
| Experience is never limited, and it is never complete; it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every air-borne particle in its tissue. |
| There are two kinds of taste, the taste for emotions of surprise and the taste for emotions of recognition. |
