Claude Wheeler opened his eyes before the sun was up and vigorously shook his younger brother, who lay in the other half of the same bed.

Some memories are realities, and are better than anything that can ever happen to one again.

In little towns, lives roll along so close to one another; loves and hates beat about, their wings almost touching.

Claude Wheeler opened his eyes before the sun was up and vigorously shook his younger brother, who lay in the other half of the same bed.

Elsewhere the sky is the roof of the world; but here the earth was the floor of the sky.

I wanted to walk straight on through the red grass and over the edge of the world, which could not be very far away. The light and air abot me told me that the world ended here: only the ground and sun and sky were left, and if one went a little farther there would only be sun and sky, and one would float off into them, like the tawny hawks which sailed over our heads making slow shadows on the grass.

The fact that I was a girl never damaged my ambitions to be a pope or an emperor.