... Since She Might Not Be Splendid,

Art Is Nothing More Than The Shadow Of Humanity.

If You Haven't Had Your Life What Have You Had?

Really, Universally, Relations Stop Nowhere, And The Exquisite Problem Of The Artist Is Eternally But To Draw, By A Geometry Of His Own, The Circle Within Which They Shall Happily Appear To Do So.

The Advantage, The Luxury, As Well As The Torment And Responsibility Of The Novelist, Is That There Is No Limit To What He May Attempt As An Executant - No Limit To His Possible Experiments, Efforts, Discoveries, Successes.

I Think Patriotism Is Like Charity -- It Begins At Home.