People Have To Snatch At

There Is A Popular Superstition That "realism" Asserts Itself In The Cataloguing Of A Great Number Of Material Objects, In Explaining Mechanical Processes, The Methods Of Operating Manufactories And Trades, And In Minutely And Unsparingly Describing Physical Sensations. But Is Not Realism, More Than It Is Anything Else, An Attitude Of Mind On The Part Of The Writer Toward His Material, A Vague Indication Of The Sympathy And Candour With Which He Accepts, Rather Than Chooses, His Theme?

Life Hurrying Past Us And Running Away, Too Strong To Stop, Too Sweet To Lose.

Let People Go On Talking As They Like, And We Will Go On Living As We Think Best.

The World Is Little, People Are Little, Human Life Is Little. There Is Only One Big Thing — Desire.

People Have To Snatch At Happiness When They Can, In This World. It Is Always Easier To Lose Than To Find.