The Novel Is Born Of Disillusionment; The

A Belief Which Leaves No Place For Doubt Is Not A Belief; It Is A Superstition.

The Quality Of A Man's Mind Can Generally Be Judged By The Size Of His Wastepaper Basket.

Pride In A Man Is Confused With Dignity; In A Woman, With Self-love.

The Novel Is Born Of Disillusionment; The Poem, Of Despair.

A Reformer Knows Neither How To Do Nor To Undo.