It must be, I thought, one of the race's most persistent and comforting hallucinations to trust that "it can't happen here" -- that one's own time and place is beyond cataclysm.

those who are focused on security and those who are focused on hope and optimism.

Some quotations," said Zellaby, "are greatly improved by lack of context.

When a day that you happen to know is Wednesday starts off sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere.

So you're in love with her?' she went on.

A word again ... When the minds have learnt to mingle, when no thought is wholly one's own, and each has taken too much of the other ever to be entirely himself alone; when one has reached the beginning of seeing with a single eye, loving with a single heart, enjoying with a single joy; when there can be moments of identity and nothing is separate save bodies that long for one another ... When there is that, where is the word? There is only the inadequacy of the word that exists.

'We love one another,' I said.

When a day that you happen to know is Wednesday starts off by sounding like Sunday, there is something seriously wrong somewhere.