I knew that I had turned my world back to cinders, sunk my lovely ship with my own stupid, wicked hands.

Take love easy, as the leaves grow on the trees.

...the floss-silk manes tossed up like the crest of a breaking wave....Light ran and glittered on them. They were obedient...you would have sworn...as the white horses of the wave crests are to pull of the moon.

The essence of wisdom is to know when to be doing, and when it's useless even to try

Perhaps loneliness had nothing to do with place or circumstance; perhaps it was in you; yourself. Perhaps, wherever you were, you took your little circle of loneliness with you.

Folks will say anything, and next time round they'll believe it.

It is never wise to turn aside from knowing, however the knowing comes.