When you get to my age life seems little more than one long march to and from the lavatory.
A. C. BensonWhat a strange power the perception of beauty is! It seems to ebb and flow like some secret tide, independent alike of health and disease, of joy or sorrow. There are times in our lives when we seem to go singing on our way, and when the beauty of the world sets itself like a quiet harmony to the song we uplift.
A. C. BensonAs I make my slow pilgrimage through the world, a certain sense of beautiful mystery seems to gather and grow.
A. C. Benson