“If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.”

“Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.”

“Heart, we will forget him,You and I, tonight!You must forget the warmth he gave,I will forget the light.”

“The Heart wants what it wants - or else it does not care”

“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee,One clover, and a bee,And revery.The revery alone will do,If bees are few.”

“Till I loved I never lived.”

“Split the Larkand you'll find the Music, Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled.”

“The clock had been Sylvie's, and her mother's before that. It had gone to Ursula on Sylvie's death and Ursula had left it to Teddy, and so it had zigzagged its way down the family tree......The clo...”

“And with a massive roar the fifth wall comes down and the house of fiction falls, taking Viola and Sunny and Bertie with it. They melt into thin air and disappear. Pouf!”

“Why else do we write and write except to move our readers?”

“Her breast is fit for pearls,But I was not a "Diver" - Her brow is fit for thronesBut I have not a crest,Her heart is fit for home-I- a Sparrow- build thereSweet of twigs and twineMy perennial nest.”

“There's nothing wicked in Shakespeare, and if there is I don't want to know it.”

“Rise with the lark and with the lark to bed.”

“Hail to thee blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert That from Heaven or near it Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.”

“Rise with the lark and with the lark to bed.”