I suppose one gets to know men quickest by the things they take for granted.

Have you ever thought, when something dreadful happens, 'a moment ago things were not like this; let it be then, not now, anything but now'? And you try and try to remake then, but you know you can't. So you try to hold the moment quite still and not let it move on and show itself.

To remember love after long sleep; to turn again to poetry after a year in the market place, or to youth after resignation to drowsy and stiffening age; to remember what once you thought life could hold, after telling over with muddied and calculating fingers what it has offered; this is music, made after long silence. The soul flexes its wings, and, clumsy as any fledgling, tries the air again

Every life has a death, and every light a shadow. Be content to stand in the light, and let the shadow fall where it will.

To plant a garden is the chief of the arts of peace.

I suppose one gets to know men quickest by the things they take for granted.

Sometimes, I think, our impulses come not from the past, but from the future.