Death from hunger happened a hundred yards from death from obesity. 
When you are in love, there is not much that hurts as deeply as rejection. 
Love also means the freedom to follow your own conscience. If you can't be true to yourself, you don't have much left to give anyone else. 
Some kinds of beauty did not heal, but hollowed the pain even deeper. 
But I have learned something good about myself. I can stand up to people who have more power than I do, and fight for what I believe in. 
What is the use of knowing everything, if you never actually practise it? They are forever cooking and never eating 
You don't just tell horses, you know. They got minds o' their own, like anybody else. 
How quickly a moment sinks into the past. 
Without the discipline of work, they had invented the discipline of etiquette, and it had become just as ruthless a master. 
Fear does different things to people. Some run away. Some go forward to meet it before it's there. 
ruins." A flush spread up 
An enormous gleaming grand piano stood in the center, its legs decently masked. 
The men who cannot laugh at themselves frighten me even more than those who laugh at everything. 
I am now working on the second WWI story and find the challenge marvelous. 
We all try to forget what hurts us, it is sometimes the only way we can continue. 
Time was a peculiarly elastic measurement. It was an empty space, given meaning only by what it contained, and afterwards distorted in memory. 
In that moment there was no pretense between them, no lingering vestige of reserve or attempt to escape, no denial. It was final and complete. 
Sometimes when we are drowning in our own loss we lash outanger is momentarily easier to cope with.
We believe world peace is inevitable. 
Anger at injustice has righted more wrongs than most other things, and it is one of the great creative forces in a civilized society. 
In working with the wounded at Gallipoli, the lead character comments, Perhaps life was the nightmare and death the awakening. 
He was happy for other people's success. 
I daresay in a way he deserved it, Joseph agreed with reluctance. But which of us can afford what we deserve? I need better, don't you? 
How could you find magic if you did not believe in it? 
Friendship eased the heart and the mind, but there were times when the touch of arms around you healed an ache within that nothing else reached. 
We need our marks, our small illusions; few of us can bear to go naked into the world's gaze. And people will kill to keep their clothes. 
nonsenses to them that reminded her of 
Where physical survival was relatively easy, one created rules to make social survival more difficult. 
Life is frightening," Claudine corrected her. "And beautiful and full of strange and unexpected opportunities. This is one of them. 
Disillusion in an ache that eats into the dreams of goodness, of love, of any value that matters - even to the very belief in life. 
He actually cared. It was an odd friendship- awkward, grown slowly from beginnings of mutual contempt- but it was real nonetheless. 
She was dressed in the softest grape blue, a gentle color neither navy nor purple, nor yet silver. It was subtle, expensive and extremely flattering. 
But old wounds don't stop aching. They are always under the surface, ready to remind one of the original injuries. 
I don't expect answers from anyone. The most I ever hope for is that here and there one may find someone who at least acknowledges the question! 
Can one be both barbarian of the soul and sophisticated of the mind? 
It isn't always the value of what is taken that makes us hate. Sometimes it's just the fact that we've been robbed. 
People only tell lies when the truth is disagreeable to them, or frightens them, or to cover sin. 
His face crumpled a little. It was highly expressive, mirroring his thoughts and feelings more than he wished. 
Nothing invites imitation like apparent success. The 
I wonder how often in the past I may have missed the good in people because I pre-judged, based on the differences? 
He was a man built to yearn for what he could not have. 
I did a complete rewrite of 650 pages in two weeks. 