As one grows old I think one becomes more attached to family things- to houses and graves.
I doubt if ever one ceases to love, but one can cease to be in love as easily as one can outgrow an author one admired as a boy.
The human liver, unless it is Graham Greene's, can take so much and no more.
It was not merely that his brother was dead. His brain, too young to realize the full paradox, wondered with an obscure self- pity why it was that the pulse of his brother's fear went on and on, when...
There were occasions when Shakespeare was a very bad writer indeed. You can see how often in books of quotations. People who like quotations love meaningless generalizations.
A major character has to come somehow out of the unconscious.
He's satisfied with himself. If you have a soul you can't be satisfied.