What greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined - to strengthen each other - to be at one with each other in silent unspeakable memories.

It's easy finding reasons why other folks should be patient.

But that intimacy of mutual embarrassment, in which each feels that the other is feeling something, having once existed, its effect is not to be done away with.

It is a common enough case, that of a man being suddenly captivated by a woman nearly the opposite of his ideal.

Where women love each other, men learn to smother their mutual dislike.

College mostly makes people like bladders-just good for nothing but t'hold the stuff as is poured into 'em.

It so often happens that others are measuring us by our past self while we are looking back on that self with a mixture of disgust and sorrow.