To talk over a quarrel, with its inevitable accompaniment of self-justification, is too much like handling cobwebs to be very successful.

a great moment raises most of the people who experience it, to its own level; and that is why they do not always recognize its greatness - or their own.

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!

There is a bond, it appears, between mother and child which endures as long as they do. It is independent of love; reason cannot weaken it; hate cannot destroy it.

... Love never forgets; or if it does, it is an imperfect love, like the beautiful love of a dog, faithful and unreasoning.

gossip, after it reaches a certain point of insult and falsehood, becomes a source of amusement to its victims.

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