Love is where you find it.
A sane person to an insane society must appear insane.
We'd been apart so long--I'd been dead so long," she said in English. "I thought surely you'd built a new life, with no room in it for me. I'd hoped that." "My life is nothing but room for you." I said. "It could never be filled by anyone but you.
To whom it may concern: It is springtime. It is late afternoon.
Music makes practically everybody fonder of life than he or she would be without it.
Sometimes I wonder if he wasn't born dead. I never met a man who was less interested in the living. Sometimes I think that's the trouble with the world: too many people in high places who are stone-cold dead.