if you have once thoroughly bored somebody it is next to impossible to unbore him.

... without it (love), without, anyhow, the capacity for it, people didn't seem to be much good. Dry as old bones, cold as stones, they seemed to become, when love was done; inhuman, indifferent, self-absorbed, numb.

Reading was very important; the proper exercise and development of one's mind was a paramount duty.

It is beautiful, beautiful to give; one of the very most beautiful things in life.

Love isn't decent. Love is glorious and shameless.

Beauty made you love, and love made you beautiful.

The longer I live the greater is my respect for manure in all its forms.