Habit, of which passion must be wary, may all the same be the sweetest part of love.
Elizabeth Bowen... love dreads being isolated, being left to speak in a void -- at the beginning it would often rather listen than speak.
Elizabeth BowenHistory is not a book, arbitrarily divided into chapters, or a drama chopped into separate acts; it has flowed forward. Rome is a continuity, called 'eternal.' What has accumulated in this place acts on everyone, day and night, like an extra climate.
Elizabeth Bowen