It is only in the country that we can get to know a person or a book.

Fallen leaves lying on the grass in the November sun bring more happiness than the daffodils.

Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph-green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree.

There is no more sombre enemy of good art than the pram in the hall.

We may assume that we keep people waiting symbolically because we do not wish to see them and that our anxiety is due not to being late, but to having to see them at all.

Better to write for yourself and have no public, than to write for the public and have no self.

No city should be too large for a man to walk out of in a morning.

The true index of a man's character is the health of his wife.

There are many who dare not kill themselves for fear of what the neighbours will say.

While thoughts exist, words are alive and literature becomes an escape, not from, but into living.

All charming people have something to conceal, usually their total dependence on the appreciation of others.

Spend your leisure time in cultivating an ear attentive to discourse, for in this way you will find that you learn with ease what others have found out with difficulty.

We have to believe that our prayers, if pure and powerful can transform any catastrophic situation, regardless of its magnitude.

A person who looks at the table and can see the universe is a person who can see the way.

Waiting never makes things easier or less troublesome.

If time heals all wounds, then why are there so many ticked off old people walking around.

Take every opportunity that comes your way. You should never, never see an opportunity in the eye and pass by. Never!

The truth is when I went to graduate school I would've said I was among the least talented of the students, I was certainly the least smart, or less educated. But I worked very hard.

Style ... is a peculiar recasting and heightening, under a certain condition of spiritual excitement, of what a man has to say, in such a manner as to add dignity and distinction to it.

The Loudest person in the room, is usually the brokest

Men are April when they woo, December when they wed.