It was only a sunny smile, and little it cost in the giving, but like morning light it scattered the night and made the day worth living.

So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.

It was always the becoming he dreamed of, never the being.

For what it's worth: it's never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you're proud of, and if you find you're not, I hope you have the strength to start over again.

If you spend your life sparing people’s feelings and feeding their vanity, you get so you can’t distinguish what should be respected in them.

He must have looked up at an unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass. A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about...

She seems hopeful and normally hungry for life — even rather romantic.

A phrase began to beat in my ears with a sort of heady excitement: "There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy and the tired.

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past..