357 Quotes by Elizabeth Bowen

The friend becomes a traitor by breaking, however unwillingly or sadly, out of our own zone. A hard judgement is passed on him, for all the pleas of the heart.

The heart may think it knows better; the senses know that absence blots people out.

Never to lie is to have no lock to your door, you are never wholly alone.

It is about five o'clock in an evening that the first hour of spring strikes-autumn arrives in the early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.

It is about five o'clock in an evening that the first hour of spring strikes—autumn arrives in the early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day.

The innocent are so few that two of them seldom meet— when they do, their victims lie strewn around.