Happiness Comes Of The Capacity

In What Touches Their Social Convictions, Most Persons Do Not Think. The Threat Of Change, With All It Suggests To Them In The Loss Of Social And Economic Privilege, Alarms So Deeply That They Are Incapable Of Unprejudiced Thought. They Seem To Themselves To Be Thinking, With Lucidity And Fairness, But Since They Start From The Conviction That Change Must Undoubtedly Be For The Worse Or From Settled Grief At The Thought Of Losing What Is Old And Lovely, They Are Doing No More Than Following A Logical Sequence Of Ideas From A False Premise.

Women Will Always Put Persons Above Ideas ... And So They'll Always Be Defeated. Persons Die, And Ideas Rule The World.

If The Novel Is Dying, I See No Chance That Dismembering It Will Revive It.

There Is A Stage In Any Misery When The Victim Begins To Find A Deep Satisfaction In It.

The Strangest Thing About Life Is Not Its Frightful Cruelty, But That It Can Be Gentle.