I Shall Need To Sleep Three Weeks

It Is Love, Not Reason, That Is Stronger Than Death.

This Was Love At First Sight, Love Everlasting: A Feeling Unknown, Unhoped For, Unexpected--in So Far As It Could Be A Matter Of Conscious Awareness; It Took Entire Possession Of Him, And He Understood, With Joyous Amazement, That This Was For Life.

A Writer Is Somebody For Whom Writing Is More Difficult Than It Is For Other People.

He Probably Was Mediocre After All, Though In A Very Honorable Sense Of That Word.

It Is Remarkable How A Man Cannot Summarize His Thoughts In Even The Most General Sort Of Way Without Betraying Himself Completely, Without Putting His Whole Self Into It, Quite Unawares, Presenting As If In Allegory The Basic Themes And Problems Of His Life.