Every Artist Is An Unhappy Lover.

Emotions Really Exist At The Bottom Of The Personality Or At The Top. In The Middle They Are Acted. This Is Why All The World Is A Stage.

I Think The Novel Is Essentially A Comic Form (tragedy Is For The Theatre), Not Meaning By That Full Of Jokes, But That It Is About The Absurd Detail Of Human Life, The Way In Which One Cannot Fully Understand What Is Happening. Life Is Muddle And Jumble And Ends Inconclusively, And When This Is Presented With Great Comic Art The Sorrows Of Human Life Can Be Truthfully Conveyed; One Is Moved By The Spectacle, And Feels That Something Truthful Has Been Told In A Magic Way.

A Letter Is A Barrier, A Reprieve, A Charm Against The World, An Almost Infallible Method Of Acting At A Distance.

There Is No Triumph Of Good, And If There Were It Would Not Be A Triumph Of Good.

I Daresay Anything Can Be Made Holy By Being Sincerely Worshipped.