Beginnings Are Always Messy.

Looking Back On The Long-stretched-out Body Of One's Work, It Is Interesting To Mark The Endless Duel Fought Within A Man Between The Emotional And Critical Sides Of His Nature, First One, Then The Other, Getting The Upper Hand, And Too Seldom Fusing Till The Result Has The Mellowness Of Full Achievement. One Can Even Tell The Nature Of One's Readers, By Their Preference For The Work Which Reveals More Of This Side Than Of That.

Light-heartedness Always Made Soames Suspicious - There Was Generally Some Reason For It.

If You Do Not Think About The Future, You Cannot Have One.

Beginnings Are Always Messy.

One's Eyes Are What One Is, One's Mouth Is What One Becomes.