Books let us into their souls and lay open to us the secrets of our own.

My son looks more like George Harrison than I do.

Well$$$ what I mean is that I shouldn't mind being a bride at a wedding$$$ if I could be one without having a husband.

I want to question my belief$$$ so that what is left after I have questioned it$$$ will be even stronger.

Genius moves to creation$$$ not to destruction. Only a very few have combined both.

It is by our power to suffer$$$ above all$$$ that we are of more value than the sparrows.

What have we all got to expect that we allow ourselves to be so lined with disappointment?

There is always one moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in.

I wish sometimes you had a few bad motives$$$ you might understand a little more about human beings.

One can't love humanity. One can only love people.