Spoilt Pleasure Is A Sad, Unseemly Thing;

A Novel Which Survives, Which Withstands And Outlives Time, Does Do Something More Than Merely Survive. It Does Not Stand Still. It Accumulates Round Itself The Understanding Of All These Persons Who Bring To It Something Of Their Own. It Acquires Associations, It Becomes A Form Of Experience In Itself, So That Two People Who Meet Can Often Make Friends, Find An Approach To Each Other, Because Of This One Great Common Experience They Have Had.

Imagination Of My Kind Is Most Caught, Most Fired, Most Worked Upon By The Unfamiliar: I Have Thrivenon The Changes And Chances, The Dislocations Andcontrasts Which Have Made Up So Much Of My Life.

Style Is The Thing That's Always A Bit Phony, And At The Same Time You Cannot Write Without Style.

Sins Cut Boldly Up Through Every Class In Society, But Mere Misdemeanours Show A Certain Level In Life.

Habit Is Not Mere Subjugation, It Is A Tender Tie; When One Remembers Habit It Seems To Have Been Happiness.