Nature is perfectly impartial. Brain has no sex!

we middle-aged folk have the education of life, truly; we know the multiplication table of anxieties and sorrows, the subtraction table of loss, the division table of responsibility.

Fighting should be left to dogs and cats and chickens, who can't reason.

the blue and cloudless day closes like the lid of a casket of jewels upon the violet rim of sea, and shuts out the light.

We've all of us got to meet the devil alone. Temptation is a lonely business.

Absurdity is the one thing love can't stand; it can overlook anything else, -- coldness, or weakness, or viciousness, -- but just be ridiculous and that's the end of it!

Grief is the price Love pays for being in the same world with Death.