Let other pens dwell on guilt and misery.

There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.

My heart is, and always will be, yours.

It isn't what we say or think that defines us, but what we do.

There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.

The younger brother must help to pay for the pleasures of the elder.

Our scars make us know that our past was for real

None of us want to be in calm waters all our lives.

What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps one in a continual state of inelegance.

Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.

The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.

Treat me well and I will tell... Treat me bad and I feel sad. Treat me good, change my mood. Treat me sweet and call it quits!

Having leveled my palace, don't erect a hovel and complacently admire your own charity in giving me that for a home.

If I had my way, this war would never have been commenced. If I had been allowed my way this war would have been ended before this.

Plots come to me at such odd moments, when I am walking along the street, or examining a hat shop… suddenly a splendid idea comes into my head.

It is not enough that we are under call or even that we are going in the right direction. The timing must be right.

Oh, now, now, now, the only now, and above all now, and there is no other now but thou now and now is thy prophet.

Augustus Waters died eight days after his prefuneral, at Memorial, in the ICU, when the cancer, which was made of him, finally stopped his heart, which was also made of him.

Racism? But isn't it only a form of misanthropy?

It was a crazy idea. But, as usual, that’s all Percy had.

It is in solitude that the works of hand, heart and mind are always conceived, and in solitude that individuality must be affirmed.