It is a trick among the dishonest to offer sacrifices that are not needed, or not possible, to avoid making those that are required.

Memories are the height of poetry only when they are memories of happiness. When they graze wounds over which scars have formed they become an aching pain.

Yesterday one has wished, to-day one attains the madly longed-for object, and to-morrow one will blush to think that one ever desired it.

The trouble is that no devastating or redeeming fires have ever burnt in my life.... My life began by flickering out.

Memories are either the greatest poetry, when they are memories of a vital happiness, or a burning pain, when they touch dried wounds.p. 479

It is a trick among the dishonest to offer sacrifices that are not needed or not possible to avoid making those that are required.

These sciences are camel stallions — use books to line them up these couplets are runaways — use books for them as halters.

Accept God's love, unconditional love.

What kind of woman am I?" she asked. "My kind." He grinned.

Decide to be your best. In the long run the world is going to want and have the best and that might as well be you.

It's just music. It's playing clean and looking for the pretty notes.

Unlike other people, our reviewers are powerful because they believe in nothing.

Amateurs... venture into scenes that a writer with more experience (and more professional concern) would bypass or eschew altogether.

They saw their injured country's woe; The flaming town, the wasted field; Then rushed to meet the insulting foe; They took the spear, - but left the shield.

And then she finally said yes. And we have been married, I want you to know, for 51 years.

To articulate the past historically does not mean to recognize it "the way it really was"...It means to seize hold of a memory as it flashes up at a moment of danger.