It Is An Excellent Habit To Look

The Deplorable Mania Of Doubt Exhausts Me. I Doubt About Everything, Even My Doubts.

Writing History Is Like Drinking An Ocean And Pissing A Cupful.

Love, She Thought, Must Come Suddenly, With Great Outbursts And Lightnings,--a Hurricane Of The Skies, Which Falls Upon Life, Revolutionises It, Roots Up The Will Like A Leaf, And Sweeps The Whole Heart Into The Abyss.

It Is Splendid To Be A Great Writer, To Put Men Into The Frying Pan Of Your Words And Make Them Pop Like Chestnuts.

I Live Absolutely Like An Oyster.