The persons whom you cannot care for in a novel, because they are so bad, are the very same that you so dearly love in your life, because they are so… - Anthony Trollope

The tenth Muse who now governs the periodical press.

And then she began to think about Lady Glencora herself. What a strange, weird nature she was, — with her round blue eyes and wavy hair, looking sometimes like a child and sometimes almost like an old woman! And how she talked! What things she said, and what terrible forebodings she uttered of stranger things that she meant to say!

That fighting of a battle without belief is, I think, the sorriest task which ever falls to the lot of any man.