A man who pretends to understand women is ad manners. For him to really to understand them is bad morals. |
Always keep a window in the attic open; not just cracked: open |
Be not afraid of life. Believe that life is worth living, and your belief will help create the fact. |
Cats and monkeys, monkeys and cats - all human life is there |
Deep experience is never peaceful. |
Do not mind anything that anyone tells you about anyone else. Judge everyone and everything for yourself. |
England always seems to me like a man swimming with his clothes on his head |
Everything about Florence seems to be colored with a mild violet, like diluted wine. |
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 air-borne particle in its tissue. |
Experience was to be taken as showing that one might get a five-pound note as one got a light for a cigarette; but one had to check the friendly impulse to ask for it in the same way. |
He is outside of everything, and alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary. His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes the dusky window. |
I adore adverbs; they are the only qualifications I really much respect. |
I am blackly bored when they are at large and at work; but somehow I am still more blackly bored when they are shut up in Holloway and we are deprived of them. |
I hate American simplicity. I glory in the piling up of complications of every sort. If I could pronounce the name James in any different or more elaborate way I should be in favor of doing it. |
I hold any writer sufficiently justified who is himself in love with his theme. |