He said that those who have endured some misfortune will always be set apart but that it is just that misfortune which is their gift and which is their strength.

What you alter in the remembering has yet a reality, known or not.

To have a child when you're older, it wrenches you up out of your nap and makes you look at things, you know, afresh. It forces the world on you. And I think it's a good thing.

All progressions from a higher to a lower order are marked by ruins and mystery and a residue of nameless rage.

The night sky lies so sprent with stars that there is scarcely space of black at all and they fall all night in bitter arcs and it is so that their numbers are no less.

You always pay too much. Particularly for promises. There aint no such thing as a bargain promise.

The world could only be known as it existed in men's hearts. For while it seemed a place which contained men it was in reality a place contained within them.