As A Londoner I Was Able To

It Is Strange, Is It Not, How A Person Can Adore One's Soul So Much That They Adore One's Body Also?

If I Did Only One Thing At A Time I'd Think I Was Wasting My Time. If, For Example, I Only Wrote Novels I Would Feel Like A Charlatan And A Fraud.

All Cities Are Impressive In Their Way, Because They Represent The Aspiration Of Men To Lead A Common Life; Those People Who Wish To Live Agreeable Lives, And In Constant Intercourse With One Another, Will Build A City As Beautiful As Paris.

The Ordinary Routines Of Life Are Never Chronicled By The Historian, But They Make Up Almost The Whole Of Experience.

I Detest Self-regard. If My Work Has Taught Me Anything, It Is That Self-aggrandisement Is Completely Unhistorical.