“And her life will perhaps be the richer, for holding now within it the memory of what came, but could not stay.”

“She alone spoke the truth; to her alone could he speak it. That was the source of her everlasting attraction for him, perhaps; she was a person to whom one could say what came into one's head.”

“She was still there inside me now, just as she always was: a life put on hold, a memory I didn't know how to handle.”

“Well, when all is said and done
Best within my narrow way,
May some angel of the sun
Muse memorial o'er my clay:
'Here was beauty all betrayed
From the freedom of her state;
From her human uses stayed
On an idle rhyme to wait.”

“Throughout his life the memory of that happy day stayed locked secretly in (his) heart.”

“She began to feel the sense of wonderful elation that always came to her when beauty took hold of her and made her forget her fears.”

“She has often felt that her outsides were too dull for her insides, that deep within her there was something better than what everyone else could see.”

“Almost Beyond:
She laid on my chest & her breathing filled me almost to beyond what I could hold.”

“What had his memory done to her that he should now be seeing a creature so radically at variance with the image that had filled his mind?”

“There is a city myth that country life was isolated and lonely; the truth is that farmers and their families then had a richer social life than they have now. They enjoyed a society organic, satisfying and whole, not mixed and thinned with the life of town, city and nation as it now is.”