There Is A Particular Hapiness

All Sorrows Can Be Borne If You Can Put Them Into A Story.

Death - A Passage Outside The Range Of Imagination, But Within The Range Of Experience.

It Is When People Are Told Their Own Thoughts That They Think They Are Being Insulted.

Up In This Air You Breathed Easily, Drawing In A Vital Assurance And Lightness Of Heart. In The Highlands You Woke Up In The Morning And Thought: Here I Am, Where I Ought To Be.

The Consolations Of The Vulgar Are Bitter In The Royal Ear. Let Physicians And Confectioners And Servants In The Great Houses Be Judged By What They Have Done, And Even By What They Have Meant To Do; The Great People Themselves Are Judged By What They Are. I Have Been Told That Lions, Trapped And Shut Up In Cages, Grieve From Shame More Than From Hunger.