Belonging to the world of poetry,but fascinated by another world, she is always stretching out from her enchanted tree and snatching bits from the flux of daily life as they float past, and out of these bits she builds novels.

Charm, in most men and nearly all women, is a decoration.

Give, do not lend; after death who will thank you?

In a friendship such as ours a few slips are of no consequence

Some reviews give pain. This is regrettable, but no author has the right to whine. He was not obliged to be an author. He invited publicity, and he must take the publicity that comes along.

Mr Abrahams was a preparatory schoolmaster of the old-fashioned sort. He cared neither for work nor games, but fed his boys well and saw that they did not misbehave. The rest he left to the parents, and did not speculate how much the parents were leaving to him. Amid mutual compliments the boys passed out into a public school, healthy but backward, to receive upon undefended flesh the first blows of the world.

And if insight were sufficient, if the inner life were the whole of life, their happiness has been assured.

An acquaintance had become a lover, might become a husband, but would retain all that she had noted in the acquaintance; and love must confirm an old relation rather than reveal a new one.

All men are my brothers and as soon as one behaves as such he may see my wife.

...the real thing's money, and all the rest is a dream.