What a terrible thing could be freedom. Trees were free when they were uprooted by the wind; ships were free when they were torn from their moorings; men were free when they were cast out of their homes—free to starve, free to perish of cold and hunger.

in this world there is only toleration for the so-called normal.

Life's not all beer and skittles

Man could not live by darkness alone, one point of light he must have for salvation -- one point of light.

Do try to remember this: even the world's not so black as it is painted" -Valerie to Stephen (pg. 408)

the realization of great mutual love can at times be so overwhelming a thing, that even the bravest of hearts may grow fearful.

Language is surely too small a vessel to contain these emotions of mind and body that have somehow awakened a response in the spirit.