“We fear what we most desire.”

“The pain we cause will haunt our memories and eat at our souls. I do not seek forgiveness, only the emptiness of death.”

“Sometimes thatwhich we fearstrengthens ourspirit and givesus a splashof hope.”

“Sometimes memory is the only gift we give ourselves and the only hope we have of finding our way home.”

“Hope is a gift. Use it wisely.”

“Memory is a sly devil that pretends to wear the cloak of truth, but deceives us both in our youth and our age.”

“Im not a woman you bring home to Mother, pick out china patterns with, or Mary forefend, breed. Ive seen a chunk of the universe, true, but theres still so much more to see. I doubt Ill ever cure t...”

“My hope, my heaven, my trust must be,My gentle guide, in following thee.”

“Amory took to writing poetry on spring afternoons, in the gardens of the big estates near Princeton, while swans made effective atmosphere in the artificial pools, and slow clouds sailed harmonious...”

“Sooner or later, we sell out for money.”