What is one's personality, detached from that of the friends with whom fate happens to have linked one? I cannot think of myself apart from the influence of the two or three greatest friendships of my life, and any account of my own growth must be that of their stimulating and enlightening influence.

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.

One of the great things about travel is you find out how many good, kind people there are.

[B]ut he had lived in a world in which, as he said, no one who loved ideas need hunger mentally.

Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them.

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.

I have never known a novel that was good enough to be good in spite of its being adapted to the author's political views.