It might be possible that the world itself is without meaning.

What does the brain matter compared with the heart?

With twice his wits, she had to see things through his eyes -- one of the tragedies of married life.

Life stand still here.

Human beings have neither kindness, nor faith, nor charity beyond what serves to increase the pleasure of the moment.

To love makes one solitary.

Love and religion! thought Clarissa, going back into the drawing room, tingling all over. How detestable, how detestable they are!

Septimus has been working too hard" - that was all she could say to her own mother. To love makes one solitary, she thought.

This late age of the world’s experience had bred in them all, all men and women, a well of tears.

She came from the most worthless of classes - the rich, with a smattering of culture.

Because it is a thousand pities never to say what one feels, he thought...

There was a hint of spring in her sole green eyes, something summery in her complexion, and a rich autumn ripeness in her walk.

Angels need an assumed body, not for themselves, but on our account.

Until we as a gender refuse to wear any shoe that would be uncomfortable to walk a mile in, we’re perfectly screwed.

I remember a time when it was ok to make fun of politicians and powerful people. Now, it's not ok anymore. We've forgotten how to laugh.

I don't much care to watch myself. There are still probably 50 or 60 episodes of 'Frasier' that I have never seen.

My body is not a tomb for animals.

To make an artwork good enough to enter people's hearts is like what ancient Chinese called 'making stone into gold.' It is alchemy.

I think making mistakes is as inevitable as receiving disappointments.

To have somone hold you could be the greatest medicine of all.

There is scarcely anything that is right that we cannot hope to accomplish by labor and perseverance. But the first must be earnest and the second unremitting.