The order I found was the order of disorder

I know you will remember this — that nothing good ever ends. If it did, there would be no people in the world — no life at all, anywhere. And the world is full of people and full of wonderful life.

Of all the things I love to taste, sweetest is the kiss of love.

Love doesn't have to be perfect. Even perfect, it is still the best thing there is, for the simple reason that it is the most common and constant truth of all, of all life, all law and order, the very thing which holds everything together, which permits everything to move along in time and be its wonderful or ordinary self.

Every man in the world is better than someone else and not as good someone else.

Live, for this is the time of your life.

This is what drives a young writer out of his head, this feeling that nothing is being said.