Memory Is To Love What The Saucer

[a Writer] Should Try Not To Be Too Far, Personally, Below The Level Of His Work.

...though One Can Be Callous In Ireland One Cannot Be Wholly Opaque Or Material. An Unearthly Disturbance Works In The Spirit; Reason Can Never Reconcile One To Life; Nothing Allays The Wants One Cannot Explain.

Some People Are Molded By Their Admirations, Others By Their Hostilities.

But Surely Love Wouldn't Get So Much Talked About If There Were Not Something In It?

But In General, For The Purposes Of Most Novelists, The Number Of Objects Genuinely Necessary For. . .describing A Scene Will Be Found To Be Very Small.