Every love has a poetic relevance of its own; each love brings to light only what to it is relevant. Outside lies the junk-yard of what does not matter.
Elizabeth BowenThe best that an individual can do is to concentrate on what he or she can do, in the course of a burning effort to do it better.
Elizabeth BowenYoung girls like the excess of any quality. Without knowing, they want to suffer, to suffer they must exaggerate; they like to have loud chords struck on them.
Elizabeth Bowenrudeness to Mrs. Dosely was like dropping a pat of butter on to a hot plate - it slid and melted away.
Elizabeth Bowen