Often a man can play the helpless child in front of a woman, but he can almost never bring it off when he feels most like a helpless child.

Travel, which had once charmed him, seemed, at length, unendurable, a business of color without substance, a phantom chase after his own dream's shadow.

Nothing is as obnoxious as other people's luck.

You see I usually find myself among strangers because I drift here and there trying to forget the sad things that happened to me.

You’re just the romantic age,” she continued- “fifty. Twenty-five is too worldly wise; thirty is apt to be pale from overwork; forty is the age of long stories that take a whole cigar to tell; sixty is- oh, sixty is too near seventy; but fifty is the mellow age. I love fifty.” - Hildegarde

But you can love more than just one person, can't you?

he used to think that he wanted to be good, he wanted to be kind, he wanted to be brave and wise, but it was all pretty difficult. He wanted to be loved, too, if he could fit it in.