One of the evils of money is that it tempts us to look at it rather than at the things that it buys.

Men yearn for poetry though they may not confess it; they desire that joy shall be graceful and sorrow august and infinity have a form.

Why children?' he asked. 'Why always children? For love to end where it begins is far more beautiful, and Nature knows it.

The king died and then the queen died is a story. The king died, and then queen died of grief is a plot.

It is the vice of a vulgar mind to be thrilled by bigness.

... there are shadows because there are hills.

...though nothing is damaged, everything is changed.