I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.

I believe it important to emphasize how strongly I feel that books$$$ just like people$$$ have a destiny. Some invite sorrow$$$ others joy$$$ some both.

How condescending$$$ how splendidly democratic of Sir Lancelot$$$ to laugh$$$ as if he were an ordinary man! Perhaps he eats and drinks as well$$$ or even sleeps at night.

He began to see why Merlyn had always clowned on purpose. It had been a means of helping people to learn in a happy way.

Unfortunately we have tried to establish Right by Might$$$ and you just can't do that.

You are an artist and I happen to be the bit of color you are using today.

It seemed to him that the tie between husband and wife$$$ if breakable in prosperity$$$ should be indissoluble in misfortune.

Why do we call all our generous ideas illusions$$$ and the mean ones truths?

Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair.

Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well — you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.