You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then - to learn.
T. H. WhiteIf God is supposed to be merciful,' [Arthur] retorted, 'I don't see why He shouldn't allow people to stumble into heaven, just as well as climb there
T. H. WhiteThe word "feral" has a kind of magic potency which allied itself to two other words, "ferocious" and "free." To revert to a feral state!
T. H. WhitePerhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically--to those who hardly think about us in return.
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