No, It Is Not Only Our Fate

The Paradox Of Romantic Love -- That What One Possesses, One Can No Longer Desire -- Was At Work.

Convention Was Our Safeguard: Could One Have Stronger?

The Craft Of The Novelist Does Lie First Of All In Story-telling.

Everything Is Very Quiet, The Streets Are Never Crowded, And The People One Dislikes Are Out Of Town.

But In General, For The Purposes Of Most Novelists, The Number Of Objects Genuinely Necessary For. . .describing A Scene Will Be Found To Be Very Small.