Art is one thing that can go on mattering once it has stopped hurting.
By: Elizabeth Bowen
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.
Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies.
Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope; it is impossible.
That is partly why women marry - to keep up the fiction of being in the hub of things.
Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought.
If you look at life one way, there is always cause for alarm.
The innocent are so few that two of them seldom meet - when they do meet, their victims lie strewn all round.
One can live in the shadow of an idea without grasping it.
Meeting people unlike oneself does not enlarge ones outlook; it only confirms ones idea that one is unique.
Language is a mixture of statement and evocation.
I think the main thing, dont you, is to keep the show on the road.
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