Vashti was seized with the terrors of direct experience. She shrank back into the room, and the wall closed up again.
Science explained people, but could not understand them.
Maurice was scandalized, horrified. He was shocked to the bottom of his suburban soul....
The novelist defines the story with the following example: If you are told that the king died and then the queen died, that is a sequence of events. If you were told that the king died and then the qu...
Words deserted him immediately. He could only speak when he was not asked to.
While her lips talked culture, her heart was planning to invite him to tea
They travelled for thirteen hours down-hill, whilst the streams broadened and the mountains shrank, and the vegetation changed, and the people ceased being ugly and drinking beer, and began instead to...
They chose to regard it as a miraculous preservation.
People turned out to be alive. Hitherto he had supposed that they were what he pretended to be - flat pieces of cardboard stamped with a conventional design… there came by no process of reason a convi...
It so happened that Lucy, who found daily life rather chaotic, entered a more solid world when she opened the piano. She was then no longer either deferential or patronizing; no longer either a rebel...
In every remark he found a meaning, but not always the true meaning, and his life, though vivid, was largely a dream.
But the body is deeper than the soul and its secrets inscrutable.
I suggest that the only books that influence us are those for which we are ready, and which have gone a little further down our particular path than we have yet gone ourselves.
The novel is a formidable mass, and it is so amorphous - no mountain in it to climb, no Parnassus or Helicon, not even a Pisgah. It is most distinctly one of the moister areas of literature - irrigate...
I believe in teaching people to be individuals, and to understand other individuals.
He had awoken too late for happiness, but not for strength, and could feel an austere joy, as of a warrior who is homeless but stands fully armed.
Food, the stoking-up process, the keeping alive of an individual flame, the process that begins before birth and is continued after it by the mother, and finally taken over by the individual himself,...
Aziz winked at him slowly and said: ...There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.
All a child's life depends on the ideal it has of its parents. Destroy that and everything goes - morals, behavior, everything. Absolute trust in someone else is the essence of education.
Only a writer who has the sense of evil can make goodness readable.