No nation has ever produced great art that has not made a high art of cookery, because art appeals primarily to the senses.

I first met Myra Henshawe when I was fifteen, but I had known her about ever since I could remember anything at all.

The great fact in life, the always possible escape from dullness, was the lake. The sun rose out of it, the day began there; it was like an open door that nobody could shut. The land and all its dreariness could never close in on you. You had only to look at the lake, and you knew you would soon be free.

Miracles surround us at every turn if we but sharpen our perceptions of them.

It does not matter much whom we live with in this world, but it matters a great deal whom we dream of.

There is often a good deal of the child left in people who have had to grow up too soon.

In other searchings it might be the object of the quest that brought satisfaction, or it might be something incidental that one got on the way; but in religion, desire was fulfilment, it was the seeking itself that rewarded.