Some men are friends with the whole world in their hearts, and there are others that hate themselves and spread their hatred around like butter on hot bread.

Thoughts are slow and deep and golden in the morning.

Time is more complex near the sea than in any other place, for in addition to the circling of the sun and the turning of the seasons, the waves beat out the passage of time on the rocks and the tides rise and fall as a great clepsydra.

I got you to look after me, and you got me to look after you, and that's why.

For the world was changing, and sweetness was gone, and virtue too. Worry had crept on a corroding world, and what was lost- good manners, ease and beauty? Ladies were not ladies anymore, and you couldn't trust a gentleman's word.

We gather our arms full of guilt as though it were precious stuff. It must be that we want it that way.

That man who is more then his elements knows the land that is more than its analysis.