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

Wars come and wars go but the world does not change: it will always forget an indebtedness which it thinks it expedient not to remember.

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.

The world hid its head in the sands of convention, so that by seeing nothing it might avoid Truth.

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

clothes, after all, are a form of self-expression.