I Would Always Rather Be Happy Than

A Beauty Neither Of Fine Colour Nor Long Eyelash, Nor Pencilled Brow, But Of Meaning, Of Movement, Of Radiance.

I Think You Will Learn To Be Natural With Me, As I Find It Impossible To Be Conventional With You

Alas! Never Had I Loved Him So Well!

Feeling Without Judgement Is A Washy Draught Indeed; But Judgement Untempered By Feeling Is Too Bitter And Husky A Morsel For Human Deglutition.

Novelists Should Never Allow Themselves To Weary Of The Study Of Real Life.