Oh, God, if I were sure I were to die tonight I would repent at once. It is the commonest prayer in all languages.

I think it's perfectly lovely the way you talk about girls.

When the first baby laughed for the first time, the laugh broke into a thousand pieces and they all went skipping about, and that was the beginning of fairies.

That is ever the way. Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.

Fame is rot; daughters are the thing.

Stars are beautiful, but they must not take an active part in anything, they must just look on forever. It is a punishment put on them for something they did so long ago that no star now knows what it was.

If you shut your eyes and are a lucky one, you may see at times a shapeless pool of lovely pale colours suspended in the darkness; then if you squeeze your eyes tighter, the pool begins to take shape, and the colours become so vivid that with another squeeze they must go on fire.