I have wrestled with death. It is the most unexciting contest you can imagine.

Beyond the fence the forest stood up spectrally in the moonlight, and through the dim stir, through the faint sounds of that lamentable courtyard, the silence of the land went home to one's very heart - its mystery, its greatness, the amazing reality of its concealed life.

Nations it may be have fashioned their Governments, but the Governments have paid them back in the same coin.

We live in the flicker -- may it last as long as the old earth keeps rolling! But darkness was here yesterday.

The very young have, properly speaking, no moments. It is the privilege of early youth to live in advance of its days in all the beautiful continuity of hope which knows no pauses and no introspection.

A man's most open actions have a secret side to them.

In order to move others deeply we must deliberately allow ourselves to be carried away beyond the bounds of our normal sensibility.