I've sometimes thought . . . that the difference between us and the English is that the Scotch are hard in all other respects but soft with women, and the English are hard with women but soft in all other respects.

Next moment he was standing erect on the rock again, with that smile on his face and a drum beating within him. It was saying, "To die will be an awfully big adventure.

asleep to rummage in their minds

After a time he fell asleep, and some unsteady fairies had to climb over him on their way home from an orgy.

For when you looked into my mother's eyes you knew, as if He had told you, why God sent her into the world - it was to open then minds of all who looked to beautiful thoughts. And that is the beginning and end of literature.

...and thus it will go on, so long as children are gay and innocent and heartless.

Just always be waiting for me.