Well, you never knew exactly how much space you occupied in people’s lives.

One moment of magical encounter, would blot out those five years of unwavering devotion.

It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment.

It takes two to make an accident.

What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do?

Human sympathy has its limits.

...since sometimes beauty gives back the images of one’s best thoughts.

I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that a sense of the fundamental decencies is parceled out unequally at birth.

I think things ought to belong to the people that like them.

It is hard for those who have once been mentally afflicted to be sorry for those who are well.

On the other hand, there was a pleasingness about him that simply had to be used—those who possessed that pleasingness had to keep their hands in, and go along attaching people that they had no use to make of.

Reserving judgments is a matter of infinite hope. I am still a little afraid of missing something if I forget that, as my father snobbishly suggested, and I snobbishly repeat, a sense of the fundamental decencies is parcelled out unequally at birth. And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit.

And, after boasting this way of my tolerance, I come to the admission that it has a limit.

At small parties there isn’t any privacy.

So many people are going to love you and it might be nice to meet your first love all intact, emotionally too. That’s an old-fashioned idea, isn’t it?

I thought you were rather an honest, straightforward person. I thought it was your secret pride.