I had always been content to know that there was more in the living world than we could hope to understand.
The place for truth is not in the facts of a novel; it is in the feelings.
It does not do to neglect the gods of a place, whoever they may be. In the end, they are all one.
Take love easy, as the leaves grow on the trees.
The sense of smell is the hair-trigger of memory.
To plant a garden is the chief of the arts of peace.