British writer (1877-1928)
If memory survived eternally, then indeed there might be justification for a belief in hell.
STACY AUMONIER
"That Which Is Always Changing", One After Another
The basic trouble is that people make statements without sufficient data.
STACY AUMONIER
"Where Was Wych Street?"
It is always easier to be an epicure of a small repast than of a banquet.
STACY AUMONIER
preface, The Golden Windmill and Other Stories
What I used to like about my father's garden in Camden Town was the spiders. Especially in the autumn when they got big and greedy. I used to like to creep out there in the morning before school, when no one was about. Their webs, sparkling with tiny drops of dew, stretched cunningly between the yellowing leaves, always gave me a thrill. The tool-house door was a good spot to catch flies, and I became quite clever at it. I used to throw them into the spider's web. The spectacle which followed always sickened me--I felt my heart beating--but it was tremendously moving and exciting. The spider is surely the most efficient thing alive.
STACY AUMONIER
"The Duchess of Pless", One After Another
Memory, with its fugitive adjustments, is the merciful veil to the grim enactments of the first law. It hides the anguish in the human heart which is always craving for perpetuity.
STACY AUMONIER
"That Which Is Always Changing", One After Another
Women are like those blinkin' little Greek islands, places to call at but not to stay.
STACY AUMONIER
"The Great Unimpressionable", The Golden Windmill and Other Stories
Unless you are a Bernard Shaw you find a preface a most embarrassing business.
STACY AUMONIER
preface, The Golden Windmill and Other Stories
Tradition is a fine thing. Nothing comes out of the blue, except perhaps thunderbolts and they are not really very useful things.
STACY AUMONIER
preface, The Golden Windmill and Other Stories