A frivolous society can acquire dramatic significance only through what its frivolity destroys.

Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.

[I]t's safer to be fond of dangerous people.

Any rapidly enacted episode. . .should be seen through only one pair of eyes.

True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.

He seemed a part of the mute melancholy landscape, an incarnation of it's frozen woe, with all that was warm and sentient in him fast bound below the surface; but there was nothing nothing unfriendly in his silence. I simply felt that he lived in a depth of moral isolation too remote for casual access, and I had the sense that his loneliness was not merely the result of his personal plight, tragic as I guessed that to be, but had in it, as Harmon Gow had hinted, the profound accumulated cold of many Starkfield winters.

We ought to be opening a bottle of wine!