Authorities Browbeat wholesome common-sense into the self-distrust Comfort from the thought that most things cannot be helped Concerning popularity as a test of merit in a book Critical vanity and self-righteousness Critics are in no sense the legislators of literature Dickens rescued Christmas from Puritan distrust Fact that it is hash many times warmed over reassures them Forbear the excesses of analysis Glance of the common eye, is and always was the best light Greatest classics are sometimes not at all great Imitators of one another than of nature Languages, while they live, are perpetually changing Let fiction cease to lie about life Long-puerilized fancy will bear an endless repetition Made them talk as seldom man and never woman talked No greatness, no beauty, which does not come from truth Novels hurt because they are not true Plain industry and plodding perseverance are despised Pseudo-realists Public wish to be amused rather than edified Teach what they do not know Tediously analytical To break new ground Unless we prefer a luxury of grief Vulgarity: bad art to lug it in What makes a better fashion change for a worse Whatever is established is sacred with those who do not think RAGGED LADY, V1 [WH#51][wh1rl10.txt]3405 All in all to each other Chained to the restless pursuit of an ideal not his own Composed her features and her ideas to receive her visitor Hopeful apathy in his face Inexhaustible flow of statement, conjecture and misgiving Kept her talking vacuities when her heart was full Led a life of public seclusion Luxury of helplessness New England necessity of blaming some one No object in life except to deprive it of all object Provisional reprehension of possible shiftlessness Seldom talked, but there came times when he would'nt even listen Tone was a snuffle expressive of deep-seated affliction Under a fire of conjecture and asseveration Wishes of a mistress who did not know what she wanted RAGGED LADY, V2 [WH#52][wh2rl10.txt]3406 Didn't reason about their beliefs, but only argued Dull, cold self-absorption Gift of waiting for things to happen He's so resting Life alone is credible to the young Morbid egotism Motives lie nearer the surface than most people commonly pretend Real artistocracy is above social prejudice Singleness of a nature that was all pose Submitted, as people always do with the trials of others Sunny gayety of self-forgetfulness Understood when I've said something that doesn't mean anything We change whether we ought, or not When she's really sick, she's better Women don't seem to belong very much to themselves You can't go back to anything You were not afraid, and you were not bold; you were just right APRIL HOPES [WH#50][whapr10.txt]3404