Blessed are the pure in heart for they have so many more things to talk about.

With a shiver of foreboding he saw his marriage becoming what most of the other marriages about him were: a dull association of material and social interests held together by ignorance on the one side and hypocrisy on the other.

Staunch & faithful little lovers that they are, they give back a hundred fold every sign of love one ever gives them — & it mitigates the pang of losing them to know how very happy a little affection has made them .

Life has a way of overgrowing its achievements as well as its ruins.

I was just a screw or cog in the great machine I called life, and when I dropped out of it I found I was of no use anywhere else.

The value of books is proportionate to what may be called their plasticity -- their quality of being all things to all men, of being diversely moulded by the impact of fresh forms of thought.

What Lily craved was the darkness made by enfolding arms, the silence which is not solitude, but compassion holding its breath.