We sometimes feel that we have been really understood, but it was always long ago, by someone now dead.
The young do not need God, and the old cannot find Him.
Nobody knows the trouble we've seen-but we keep trying to tell them.
Nobody ever loved anybody like everybody wants to be loved.
There are children born to be children, and others who must mark time till they can take their natural places as adults.
Love is often gentle, desire always a rage.