Preserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reverie.
anger and jealousy are spasms of the nerves, not of the heart.
... though not invariably the worst choice, war is always an obscene horror.
Nobody, not even the old, not even the despairing, wished to come to an end in time or in eternity.
irony is an indispensable ingredient of the critical vision; it is the safest antidote to sentimental decay.
She must face her grief where the struggle is always hardest-in the place where each trivial object is attended by pleasant memories.