Forget the threat of Hell's infernal flames. The true torture would condemn a man to wait and wait and wait - for an eternity

We tend to forget at times that it is the little ones, the children, who do suffer the greatest hurt. If we cannot comprehend why certain sorrows are visited upon us, how on earth can they?

Poor Wales. So far from Heaven, so close to England.

There is nothing worse than an enemy with imagination.

A cynic who was still saddened whenever his jaundiced view of mankind was confirmed.

…she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.

For every wound, the ointment of time.