But soon we shall die and all memory of those five will have left the earth, and we ourselves shall be loved for a while and forgotten. But the love will have been enough; all those impulses of love return to the love that made them. Even memory is not necessary for love. There is a land of the living and a land of the dead and the bridge is love, the only survival, the only meaning.

The theatre is supremely fitted to say: 'Behold! These things are.' Yet most dramatists employ it to say: 'This moral truth can be learned from beholding this action.'

Good-by, Good-by, world. Good-by, Grover's Corners... Mama and Papa. Good-by to clocks ticking... and Mama's sunflowers. And food and coffee. And new-ironed dresses and hot baths...and sleeping and waking up. Oh, earth, you're too wonderful for anybody to realize you.

There's nothing like mixing with women to bring out all the foolishness in a man of sense.

But such occasions of excellence became less and less frequent. As her technique became sounder, [her] sincerity became less necessary.

My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream while it's on your plate.

Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it?