Kindred spirits alone do not change with the changing years.
I've always loved the night and I'll like lying awake and thinking over everything in life, past, present and to come. Especially to come.
I feel as though someone's handed me the moon... and I don't exactly know what to do with it.
It makes you feel very virtuous when you forgive people, doesn't it?
She looked like a head-on collision between a fashion plate and a nightmare.
The woods are never solitary--they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity.