It is cremated youth. It is all yours--no one gave it to you.
A burnt dog dreads the fire.
It is a tragic hour, that hour when we are finally driven to reckon with ourselves, when every avenue of mental distraction has been cut off and our own life and all its ineffaceable failures closes about us like the walls of that old torture chamber of the Inquisition.
There was a new kind of strength in the gravity of her face, and her colors still gave her that look of deep-seated health and ardor.
If you love the good thing vitally, enough to give up for it all that one must give up, then you must hate the cheap thing just as hard. I tell you, there is such a thing as creative hate! “A contempt that drives you through fire, makes you risk everything and lose everything, makes you a long sight better than you ever knew you could be.
A soup like this is not the work of one man. It is the result of a constantly refined tradition. There are nearly a thousand years of history in this soup.
Prayers said by good people are always good prayers
I have not much faith in women in fiction.... Women are so horribly subjective and they have such scorn for the healthy commonplace. When a woman writes a story of adventure, a stout sea tale, a manly battle yarn, anything without wine, women, and love, then I will begin to hope for something great from them, not before.
Sometimes I wonder why God ever trusts talent in the hands of women, they usually make such an infernal mess of it. I think He must do it as a sort of ghastly joke.
A work-room should be like an old shoe; no matter how shabby, it's better than a new one.
Paris is a hard place to leave, even when it rains incessantly and one coughs continually from the dampness.
This land was an enigma. It was like a horse that no one knows how to break to harness, that runs wild and kicks things to pieces.
If there were no girls like them in the world, there would be no poetry
Every American travelling in England gets his own individual sport out of the toy passenger and freight trains and the tiny locomotives, with their faint, indignant, tiny whistle. Especially in western England one wonders how the business of a nation can possibly be carried on by means so insufficient.
William Tavener never heeded ominous forecasts in the domestic horizon, and he never looked for a storm until it broke.
It is easy to pity when once one's vanity has been tickled.
In other searchings it might be the object of the quest that brought satisfaction, or it might be something incidental that one got on the way; but in religion, desire was fulfilment, it was the seeking itself that rewarded.
The revolt against individualism naturally calls artists severely to account, because the artist is of all men the most individual; those who were not have been long forgotten.
Setting ... is accident. Either a building is part of a place, or it is not. Once that kinship is there, time will only make it stronger.
Whatever is felt upon the page without being specifically named there - that, one might say, is created. It is the inexplicable presence of the thing not named, of the overtone divined by the ear but not heard by it, the verbal mood, the emotional aura of the fact or the thing or the deed, that gives high quality to the novel or the drama, as well as to poetry itself.
A creative writer can do his best only with what lies within the range and character of his deepest sympathies.
I had killed a big snake. I was now a big fellow.
From the time the Englishman's bones harden into bones at all, he makes his skeleton a flagstaff, and he early plants his feet like one who is to walk the world and the decks of all the seas.
In Haverford on the Platte the townspeople still talk of Lucy Gayheart.
I first met Myra Henshawe when I was fifteen, but I had known her about ever since I could remember anything at all.
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