You'll find you spend half your second year shaking off the undesirable friends you made in your first...
I knew it all, the whole drab compass of marital disillusion; we had been through it together, the Army and I, from the first importunate courtship until now, when nothing remained to us except the ch...
The trouble with modern education is you never know how ignorant people are.
The langour of Youth - how unique and quintessential it is! How quickly, how irrecoverably, lost! The zest, the generous affections, the illusions, the despair, all the traditional attributes of Youth...
My unhealthy affection for my second daughter has waned. Now I despise all my seven children equally.
Then I knew that the sign I had asked for was not a little thing, not a passing nod of recognition, and a phrase came back to me from my childhood of the veil of the temple being rent from top to bott...
The worse I am, the more I need God. I can't shut myself out from His mercy. That is what it would mean; starting a life with you, without Him.
Sometimes, I feel the past and the future pressing so hard on either side that there's no room for the present at all.
His heart; some long word at the heart. He is dying of a long word.
But these young people have such an intelligent, knowledgeable surface, and then the crust suddenly breaks and you look down into the depths of confusion you didn't know existed.
All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day.
To know and love one other human being is the root of all wisdom.
He was gifted with the sly, sharp instinct for self-preservation that passes for wisdom among the rich.
Where can we hide in fair weather, we orphans of the storm?
Success in this world depends on knowing exactly how little effort each job is worth...distribution of energy...
I know very few young people, but it seems to me that they are all possessed with an almost fatal hunger for permanence.
I had been there before; I knew all about it.
Her heart was broken perhaps, but it was a small inexpensive organ of local manufacture. In a wider and grander way she felt things had been simplified.
He did not fail in love, but he lost the joy of it [...]
As we made our halting, laborious way forward, away from the flying smuts of the smoke stack, we were alternately jostled together, then strained, nearly sundered, arms and fingers interlocked as I he...