What is beautiful is a joy for all seasons.
What seems to us as bitter trials are often blessings in disguise
The world seemed to me fine because you were in it, and goodness more real because you lived.
Life, Lady Stutfield, is simply a mauvais quart d'heure made up of exquisite moments.
The moment you think you understand a great work of art, it's dead for you.
A man's very highest moment is, I have no doubt at all, when he kneels in the dust, and beats his breast, and tells all the sins of his life.