The visible world is a daily miracle, for those who have eyes and ears.
If only we'd stop trying to be happy, we could have a pretty good time.
She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves.
[I]t's safer to be fond of dangerous people.
I shan't be lonely now. I was lonely; I was afraid. But the emptiness and the darkness are gone; when I turn back into myself now I'm like a child going at night into a room where there's always a light.
Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them. Love is the most impregnable refuge of self-esteem, and we hate the eye that reaches to our nakedness. Edith Wharton ~ The Touchstone