“It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embr...”

“Life calls the tune, we dance.”

“Dreaming is the poetry of Life, and we must be forgiven if we indulge in it a little.”

“Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by ...”

“Mechanism! Everywhere -- mechanism! Devices for getting away from life so complete that there seemed no life to get away from.”

“Really," said Winifred suddenly; "it almost seems like Fate. Only that's so old-fashioned.”

“No person can open another person, All we can do is wait. And then work with the openness when it occur.s.”

“I am always in quest of being open to what the universe will bring me.”

“To know as much as me, to know more you must start do stuff which make some scars on you.”

“Murder is commoner among cooks than among members of any other profession.”

“Each year, food companies use an amount of salt that is every bit as staggering as it sounds: 5 billion pounds.”

“His high spiced wares were made to sell, and they sold; and his thousands of readers could as rationally charge their delight in filth upon him, as a glutton can shift upon his cook the responsibil...”

“Prsente je vous fuis; absente, je vous trouve;Dans le fond des forts votre image me suit”

“Boy, those French! They have a different word for everything.”

“The only French word I know is oui, which means yes, and only recently did I learn its spelled o-u-i and not w-e-e.”