We are all failures – at least the best of us are.
You were hidden behind walls of ice; no man had passed them; I broke them down and love leapt to love, and you lie here, my beautiful, love in the arms of its lover.
How shall we ever know if it’s morning if there’s no servant to pull up the blinds?
The man who is in real danger is the man who thinks he is perfectly safe.
I bowl so slowly that if I don’t like a ball I can run after it and bring it back
You need not be sorry for her. She was one of the kind that likes to grow up. In the end she grew up of her own free will a day quicker than the other girls.
She asked where he lived. Second to the right,’ said Peter, ‘and then straight on till morning.
Ghosts were created when the first man awoke in the night.
Fairies don’t live long, but they are so little that a short time seems a good while to them
If ‘Hamlet’ had been written in these days it would probably have been called ‘The Strange Affair at Elsinore.
It’s a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it, you don’t need to have anything else, and if you don’t have it, it doesn’t much matter what else you have. Some women, the few, have charm for all; and most have charm for one. But some have charm for none.
One’s religion is whatever he is most interested in.