I Never Knew A Man Who Had

The Economy Of A Novelist Is A Little Like That Of A Careful Housewife Who Is Unwilling To Throw Away Anything That Might Perhaps Serve Its Turn.

There Is A Point Of No Return, Unremarked At The Time, In Most Lives.

Most Things Disappoint Till You Look Deeper.

Hatred Seems To Work On The Same Glands As Love: It Even Produces The Same Actions. If We Had Not Been Taught How To Interpret The Story Of The Passion, Would We Have Been Able To Say From Their Actions Alone Whether It Was The Jealous Judas Or The Cowardly Peter Who Loved Christ?

We Never Get Accustomed To Being Less Important To Other People Than They Are To Us.