I'm afraid I'm an incorrigible life-lover, life-wonderer, and adventurer.

What a shame it is for a nation to be developing without a sense of beauty, and eating bananas for breakfast.

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.

Nothing is more perplexing to a man than the mental process of a woman who reasons her emotions.

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

traditions that have lost their meaning are the hardest of all to destroy.

Archer reddened to the temples but dared not move or speak: it was as if her words had been some rare butterfly that the least motion might drive off on startled wings, but that might gather a flock if it were left undisturbed.