I hold that the parentheses are by far the most important parts of a non-business letter.

Nothing but love has made the dog lose his wild freedom, to become the servant of man.

I believe that a man is converted when first he hears the low, vast murmur of life, of human life, troubling his hitherto unconscious self.

Don't you find it a beautiful clean thought, a world empty of people, just uninterrupted grass, and a hare sitting up?

The real tragedy of England, as I see it, is the tragedy of ugliness. The country is so lovely: the man-made England is so vile.

They wanted genuine intimacy, but they could not get even normally near to anyone, because they scorned to take the first steps, they scorned the triviality which forms common human intercourse.

Be careful, then, and be gentle about death. For it is hard to die, it is difficult to go through the door, even when it opens.