He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man

The time for action is now. It's never too late to do something.

But if you come at just any time, I shall never know at what hour my heart is to be ready to greet you.

She knew this man's smile, his gentle ways of love, but not his godlike fury in the storm. She might snare him in a fragile net of music, love and flowers, but, at each departure, he would break forth without, it seemed to her, the least regret.

Grown-ups never understand anything by themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them

No one is ever satisfied where he is....Only the children know what they’re looking for....