Mr. Craig was not above talking politics occasionally, though he piqued himself rather on a wise insight than on specific information.

What destroys us most effectively is not a malign fate but our own capacity for self-deception and for degrading our own best self.

Her little butterfly soul fluttered incessantly between memory and dubious expectation.

It is very hard to say the exact truth, even about your own immediate feelings – much harder than to say something fine about them which is not the exact truth.

It's easy finding reasons why other folks should be patient.

Her own misery filled her heart—there was no room in it for other people's sorrow.

She hates everything that is not what she longs for.

We are overhasty to speak as if God did not manifest himself by our silent feeling, and make his love felt through ours.

You must mind and not lower the Church in people's eyes by seeming to be frightened about it for such a little thing.

The select natures who pant after the ideal, and find nothing in pantaloons or petticoats great enough to command their reverence and love, are curiously in unison with the narrowest and pettiest.

A woman may get to love by degrees—the best fire does not flare up the soonest.

I can never be perfectly certain whether Helen was got with child by Leonard Bast or by his fatal forgotten umbrella. All things considered, I think it must have been the umbrella.

Life is wonderful so love deeply. Life is short so live it intensely.

You know what the worst thing I can imagine is? Simon had said. Not trusting someone I love.

I left her in the forest of Arden

Design is the courage and brilliance to cover an original and make it different.

The Bagshaws aren't boys. They're bombs with very colorful fuses.

Every city in the world always has a gang, a street gang, or the so-called outcasts.

Though I've turned 21, I don't drink. I'm an old hag now. I'm just an old fart.

I can't take his genius any more.

The Atheist is God playing at hide and seek with Himself; but is the Theist any other? Well, perhaps; for he has seen the shadow of God and clutched at it.