But time given to wishing for what can’t be is not only spent, but wasted, and for all that we waste we shall be accountable.

I would bear it for her if I could.People say that and hardly mean it. I, however, do mean it. But time given to wishing for what can’t be is not only spent, but wasted,...

On the whole, I think you should write biographies of those you admire and respect, and novels about human beings who you think are sadly mistaken.

Behind their dark glass, the mad own nothing.

A good book is the precious life-blood of a master-spirit, embalmed and treasured up on purpose to a life beyond life, and as such it must surely be a necessary commodity.