You want to love everyone equally, and that's worse than impossible--it's wrong.
It isn't possible to love and to part.
To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.
I know by experience that the poets are right: love is eternal.
I do like Christmas on the whole.... In its clumsy way, it does approach Peace and Goodwill. But it is clumsier every year.
The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.