A Good Novel Cannot Be

It Is Only By Knowing How Little Life Has In Store For Us That We Are Able To Look On The Bright Side And Avoid Disappointment.

There Is No State Of Satisfaction, Because To Himself No Man Is A Success.

Dignity Is An Anachronism.

A Self-made Martyr Is A Poor Thing.

It Was A Perfect Spring Afternoon, And The Air Was Filled With Vague, Roving Scents, As If The Earth Exhaled The Sweetness Of Hidden Flowers.