Store up reservoirs of calm and content and draw on them at later moments when the source isn't there, but the need is very great.

Youth is stranger than fiction.

Incredibly, inordinately, devastatingly, immortally, calamitously, hearteningly, adorably beautiful.

Infinite hungers leap no more I in the chance swaying of your dress; and love has changed to kindliness.

But somewhere, beyond Space and Time, is wetter water, slimier slime! And there (they trust) there swimmeth one who swam ere rivers were begun, immense of fishy form and mind, squamous omnipotent, and kind.

If I should die, think only this of me: that there's some corner of a foreign field that is for ever England.

A book may be compared to your neighbor: if it be good, it cannot last too long; if bad, you cannot get rid of it too early.