Misfortune had made Lily supple instead of hardening her, and a pliable substance is less easy to break than a stiff one.

The taste of the usual was like cinders in his mouth, and there were moments when he felt as if he were being buried alive under his future.

I swear I only want to hear about you, to know what you've been doing. It's a hundred years since we've met-it may be another hundred before we meet again.

The real alchemy consists in being able to turn gold back again into something else; and that's the secret that most of your friends have lost.

The moment my eyes fell on him, I was content.

Beware of monotony; it's the mother of all the deadly sins.

She gave so many reasons that I've forgotten them all.