It was not generally realized that what children mostly wanted was to be left alone.

When there are no consequences, being wrong is simply a diversion.

And though you think the world is at your feet, it can rise up and tread on you.

Something has happened, hasn't it? ... It's like being up close to something so large you don't even see it. Even now, I'm not sure I can. But I know it's there.

I'm sorry to say that far worse things have happened and the literature of the Holocaust is a witness to the capacity of the novel as a form.

The cost of oblivius daydreaming was always this moment of return, the realigment with what had been before and now seemed a little worse. Her reverie, once rich in plausible details, had become a passing silliness before the hard mass of the actual. It was difficult to come back.

When its gone, you'll know what a gift love was. you'll suffer like this. So go back and fight to keep it.