Perhaps it does not matter so very much what it is one loves in this world. But love something one must.
Katherine MansfieldOh, how quickly things changed! Why didn't happiness last for ever? For ever wasn't a bit too long.
Katherine MansfieldWhat happiness it is to listen to rain at night; joyful relief, ease; a lapping-round and hushing and brooding tenderness, all are mingled together in the sound of the fast-falling rain. God, looking down upon the rainy earth, sees how faint are these lights shining in little windows, - how easily put out.
Katherine Mansfield