No One Ever Lacks A Good Reason

I Was Happy Enough; I Knew That During The Night The Whole City Might Go Up In Flames And All Its People Be Killed, But The Ravines, Houses, And Footpaths Would Wake In The Morning Calm And Unchanged.

One Stops Being A Child When One Realizes That Telling One's Trouble Does Not Make It Any Better.

Love Is The Cheapest Of Religions.

We Want Realism's Wealth Of Experience And Symbolism's Depth Of Feeling. All Art Is A Problem Of Balance Between Two Opposites.

Waiting Is Still An Occupation. It Is Having Nothing To Wait For That Is Terrible.