Great feelings will often take the aspect of error, and great faith the aspect of illusion.

We are on a perilous margin when we begin to look passively at our future selves, and see our own figures led with dull consent into insipid misdoing and shabby achievement.

The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.

Say "I love you" to those you love. The eternal silence is long enough to be silent in, and that awaits us all.

There is no private life which has not been determined by a wider public life.

I am not resigned: I am not sure life is long enough to learn that lesson.

There is no sense of ease like the ease we felt in those scenes where we were born.