so that the monotonous fall of the waves on the beach, which for the most part beat a measured and soothing tattoo to her thoughts seemed consolingly to repeat over and over again...

To want and not to have, sent all up her body a hardness, a hollowness, a strain. And then to want and not to have- to want and want- how that wrung the heart, and wrung it again and again!

The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.

Well, we must wait for the future to show.

I have had my vision.

About here, she thought, dabbling her fingers in the water, a ship had sunk, and she muttered, dreamily half asleep, how we perished, each alone.

So that is marriage, Lily thought, a man and a woman looking at a girl throwing a ball

So fine was the morning except for a streak of wind here and there that the sea and sky looked all one fabric, as if sails were stuck high up in the sky, or the clouds had dropped down into the sea.

How then did it work out, all this? How did one judge people, think of them? How did one add up this and that and conclude that it is liking one felt, or disliking?

And all the lives we ever lived and all the lives to be are full of treesand changing leaves.

in this case, a mother, noted for her beauty, might be reduced to a purple shadow... (Tansley to Lily on her painting of the house & grounds)

ANDREW: But do you think there’s a line? You know, where you discourage the next Charlie Parker from becoming Charlie Parker?FLETCHER: No. Because the next Charlie Parker would never be discouraged.

You think everything revolves around Zane Hollander, don't you?""No. But I think your blush does.

The right vision to a wrong person is like the right seed to wrong soil.

I want to be able to live without a crowded calendar. I want to be able to read a book without feeling guilty or go to a concert when I like.

I still care about people but it would be so much easier not to care. I don't want to get too close; I don't like to touch things.

I felt before I thought, as all humans do.

What is opportunity to the man who cant use it?

It's hard to know where your thoughts come from, especially when you have a thirst for material because you need it professionally.

Bright is the ring of words When the right man rings them.

While the cat's away, you may find the rats getting damned uppity.