That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.

The worst thing in the world is to try to sleep and not to.

Of all natural forces, vitality is the incommunicable one. . . . Vitality never "takes." You have it or you haven't it, like health or brown eyes or a baritone voice.

Well, I can't describe her exactly-except to say that she was beautiful. She was-tremendously alive.

Most affectations conceal something eventually, even though they don't in the beginning.

He dispensed starlight to casual moths.

mother says that two souls are sometimes created together and--and in love before they're born.