I state this, though there are indications in the book by which it might be seen at what time the memoir was being written.

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It was the horror of those dreadful walks backwards and forwards which made my life so bad.

At this time there came from some quarter an offer to me of a commission in an Austrian cavalry regiment; and so it was apparently my destiny to be a soldier.

I must certainly acknowledge that the first seven years of my official life were neither creditable to myself nor useful to the public service.

I have now before me the letter which he wrote to me,—a letter which I have read a score of times.

I have certainly always had also before my eyes the charms of reputation.

At this time there was nothing in the success of the one or the failure of the other to affect me very greatly.

And I will say also that in this novel there is no very weak part,—no long succession of dull pages.

But my book, though it was right in its views on this subject,—and wrong in none other as far as I know,—was not a good book.

It is a matter of course that in all things the public should trust to established reputation.

There can be no doubt that the most popular novelist of my time—probably the most popular English novelist of any time—has been Charles Dickens.

I am satisfied that the remedy for this evil must lie in the conscience and deportment of authors themselves.

There was a touch of irony in this word "energetically," but still it did not displease me.

I am aware that this theory of politics will seem to many to be stilted, overstrained, and, as the Americans would say, high-faluten.

The first novel in it from my own pen was called Phineas Finn, in which I commenced a series of semi-political tales.

Those were my ideas when I conceived the story, and with that feeling I described the characters of Carry Brattle and of her family.

I also left in the hands of the editor of The Fortnightly, ready for production on the 1st of July following, a story called The Eustace Diamonds.

I have now come to the end of that long series of books written by myself, with which the public is already acquainted.

A biography of sorts, describing my life as a geek nerd.