Old houses, I thought, do not belong to people ever, not really, people belong to them.

A house with no fireplace is a house without a heart.

Almost all words do have colour and nothing is more pleasant than to utter a pink word and see someone's eyes light up and know it is a pink word for him or her too.

the tentacles of today reach out like an octopus to swallow yesterday.

We need time to dream, time to remember, and time to reach the infinite. Time to be.

The curious thing about fishing is you never want to go home. If you catch something, you can't stop. If you don't catch anything, you hate to leave in case something might bite.

the real evidence of growing older is that things level off in importance ... Days are no longer jagged peaks to climb; time is a meadow, and we move over it with level steps.

Some of the days in November carry the whole memory of summer as a fire opal carries the color of moonrise.

nothing decorates a home like books. There they are, waiting to decorate the mind, too!

Dog lovers are a good breed themselves.

Christmas is a bridge. We need bridges as the river of time flows past. Today's Christmas should mean creating happy hours for tomorrow and reliving those of yesterday.

To love someone means to see them as God intended them.

Look around you...Feel the wind, smell the air. Listen to the birds and watch the sky. Tell me what's happening in the wide world.

Racing is an escape from society. From symbols of status, and self-perception. A chance to just be. For everyone to just be, with each other.

Born merely for the purpose of digestion.

We were idealists. We thought that when we got the vote the whole pattern of politics would be greatly improved and would be dominated by women.

Many religious confessions share common values. They teach that we should do unto others as we would have them do unto us.

In reality, life was arranged and human relations were complicated so utterly beyond all understanding that when one thought about it one felt uncanny and one's heart sank.

Acting, at least for me, is very unreal, and when I'm doing it, I actually feel embarrassed.

I certainly want a name that I can pronounce!

For they are yet ear-kissing arguments.