A prose that is altogether alive demands something of the reader that the ordinary novel reader is not prepared to give.
Till Human voices wake us, and we drown.
This is the way the world ends, not with a bang, but a whimper.
The Nobel is a ticket to one's own funeral. No one has ever done anything after he got it.
A wrong attitude toward nature implies, somewhere, a wrong attitude toward God.
Friendship should be more than biting time can sever.