Experience is never limited, and it is never complete it is an immense sensibility, a kind of huge spider-web of the finest silken threads suspended in the chamber of consciousness, and catching every...
The women one meets - what are they but books one has already read? You're a library of the unknown, the uncut. Upon my word I've a subscription.
The sense of success -the most agreeable emotion of the human heart
Live all you can; it's a mistake not to.
There were several ways of understanding her: there was what she said, and there was what she meant, and there was something between the two, that was neither.
There is no more usual basis of union than a mutual misunderstanding
There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea.
She is written in a foreign tongue.
She had an immense curiosity about life, and was constantly staring and wondering.
One can't judge till one's forty; before that we're too eager, too hard, too cruel, and in addition much too ignorant.
I’ll watch with you.
It's not my fate to give up--I know it can't be.
I ought to tell you I'm probably your cousin.
We must grant the artist his subject his idea his donnee: Our criticisms apply only to what he makes of it.
I might show it to you, but you'd never see it. The privilege isn't given to every one; it's not enviable. It has never been seen by a young, happy, innocent person like you. You must have suffered fi...
The only success worth one's powder was success in the line of one's idiosyncrasy... what was talent but the art of being completely whatever one happened to be?
You young men have too many jokes. When there are no jokes you've nothing left.
There was nothing in the room the next minute but the sunshine and a sense that I must stay.
The Countess was very good company and not really the featherhead she seemed; all one had to do with her was to observe the simple condition of not believing a word she said.
She envied Ralph his dying, for if one were thinking of rest that was the most perfect of all. To cease utterly, to give it all up and not know anything more - this idea was as sweet as a vision of a...