She stood for a moment looking up at the stars, so far, so many, bright and cold. And with a faint smile she thought: ‘I wonder which is my lucky star!
Love has no age, no limit; and no death.
When Man evolved Pity, he did a queer thing - deprived himself of the power of living life as it is without wishing it to become something different.
Headlines twice the size of the events.
The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
Religion was nearly dead because there was no longer real belief in future life; but something was struggling to take its place - service - social service - the ants creed, the bees creed.