We do not write as we want, but as we can.
It must be a fault in me that I am not gravely shocked at the sins of others unless they personally affect me.
For men and women are not only themselves; they are also the region in which they are born, the city apartment or farm in which they learnt to walk, the games they played as children, the old wives tales they overheard, the food they ate, the schools they attended, the sports they followed, the poets they read, and the God they believed in. It is all these things that have made them what they are, and these are the things that you can't come to know by hearsay.
I don't understand anything. Life is so strange. I feel like some one who's lived all his life by a duck-pond and suddenly is shown the sea. It makes me a little breathless, and yet it fills me with elation. I don't want to die, I want to live. I'm beginning to feel a new courage. I feel like one of those old sailors who set sail for undiscovered seas and I think my soul hankers for the unknown.
Remember that it is nothing to do your duty, that is demanded of you and is no more meritorious than to wash your hands when they are dirty; the only thing that counts is the love of duty; when love and duty are one, then grace is in you and you will enjoy a happiness which passes all understanding.
You see, money to you means freedom; to me it means bondage.
To write simply is as difficult as to be good.
You cannot write well or much (and I venture the opinion that you cannot write well unless you write much) unless you form a habit.
Well, you know when people are no good at anything else they become writers.
Habits in writing as in life are only useful if they are broken as soon as they cease to be advantageous.
Old age is ready to undertake tasks that youth shirked because they would take too long.
Yet magic is no more than the art of employing consciously invisible means to produce visible effects. Will, love and imagination are magic powers that everyone possesses; and whoever knows how to develop them to their fullest extent is a magician. Magic has but one dogma, namely, that the seen is the measure of the unseen.
What mean and cruel things men can do for the love of God.
You know what the critics are. If you tell the truth they only say you're cynical and it does an author no good to get a reputation for cynicism.
There in the mist, enormous, majestic, silent and terrible, stood the Great Wall of China. Solitarily, with the indifference of nature herself, it crept up the mountain side and slipped down to the depth of the valley.
Beauty is something wonderful and strange that the artist fashions out of the chaos of the world in the torment of his soul.
No action is in itself good or bad, but only such according to convention.
They say a woman always remembers her first lover with affection; but perhaps she does not always remember him.
He did not care upon what terms he satisfied his passion. He had even a mad, melodramatic idea to drug her.
A good story is obviously a difficult thing to invent, but its difficulty is a poor reason for despising it.
The Riviera isn't only a sunny place for shady people.
Art for art's sake makes no more sense than gin for gin's sake.
If people waited to know one another before they married, the world wouldn't be as overpopulated as it is now.
It is good to be on your guard against an Englishman who speaks French perfectly; he is very likely to be a card-sharper or an attache in the diplomatic service.
When you have loved as she has loved, you grow old beautifully.
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