London, How Could One Ever Be Tired

What Foolsmiddle-classgirls Are To Expect Other People To Respect The Same Gods As Themselves And E M Forster.

Scenery Can Be A Violent Stimulant.

Because If One Has An Image, However Dim And Romantic, Of A Journey's End, One May, In The End, Surely Reach It, After No Matter How Many Detours And Deceptions And Abandonings Of Hope. And Hope Could Never Have Been Entirely Abandoned, Even In The Worst Days.

There Are Some Writers Who Wrote Too Much. There Are Others Who Wrote Enough. There Are Yet Others Who Wrote Nothing Like Enough To Satisfy Their Admirers, And Jane Austen Is Certainly One Of These.

You Have To Be Careful What You Imagine, Because The Act Of Imagining Is The Act Of Encouraging Yourself To Be A Certain Kind Of Person.