Of all that have told stories among us there is hardly one I can recall who has not drawn too faithfully some living portrait that might better have been spared.
Once more, I have sometimes thought it possible I might be too dull to write such a story as I should wish to write.
And finally, I think it very likely I SHALL write a story one of these days.

Don't be surprised at any time, if you see me coming out with "The Schoolmistress," or "The Old Gentleman Opposite." [OUR schoolmistress and OUR old gentleman that sits opposite had left the table before I said this.] I want my glory for writing the same discounted now, on the spot, if you please.

I will write when I get ready.

How many people live on the reputation of the reputation they might have made! -- I saw you smiled when I spoke about the possibility of my being too dull to write a good story.

I don't pretend to know what you meant by it, but I take occasion to make a remark which may hereafter prove of value to some among you .-- When one of us who has been led by native vanity or senseless flattery to think himself or herself possessed of talent arrives at the full and final conclusion that he or she is really dull, it is one of the most tranquillizing and blessed convictions that can enter a mortal's mind.