The fate of this man or that man was less than a drop, although it was a sparkling one, in the great blue motion of the sunlit sea.
T. H. WhiteI will tell you something else, King, which may be a surprise for you. It will not happen for hundreds of years, but both of us are to come back.
T. H. WhiteLife is such unutterable hell, solely because it is sometimes beautiful. If we could only be miserable all the time, if there could be no such things as love or beauty or faith or hope, if I could be absolutely certain that my love would never be returned: how much more simple life would be. One could plod through the Siberian salt mines of existence without being bothered about happiness.
T. H. White