To Believe In A Child Is To

...the Peculiar Air Of Oxford-the Air Of Liberty To Care For The Things Of The Mind Assured And Secured By Machinery Which Is In Itself A Satisfaction To Sense.

We Work In The Dark - We Do What We Can - We Give What We Have. Our Doubt Is Our Passion, And Our Passion Is Our Task. The Rest Is The Madness Of Art.

... Since She Might Not Be Splendid, She Would At Least Be Immaculate.

The Artist Beholds In Nature More Than She Herself Nature Is Conscious Of.

Novelist-citizen Of Two Countries Interpreter Of His Generation On Both Sides Of The Sea.