Did you think of that? Who burns his viol will not dance, I know. To cymbals, Romney.

Yes," I answered you last night; "No," this morning, sir, I say. Colours seen by candlelight Will not look the same by day.

You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you mad.

Never put off till tomorrow the fun you can have today.

What’s the point of truth or beauty or knowledge when anthrax bombs are popping all around you?

Can you say something about nothing?

Back to culture. Yes, actually to culture. You can’t consume much if you sit still and read books.

Did you eat something that didn't agree with you?" asked Bernard. The Savage nodded. "I ate civilization.

And at home by the fire, whenever you look up there I shall be— and whenever I look up, there will be you. -Gabriel Oak

You overrate my capacity of love. I don't posess half the warmth of nature you believe me to have. An unprotected childhood in a cold world has beaten gentleness out of me.

My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.

I agree to the conditions, Angel; because you know best what my punishment ought to be; only - only - don't make it more than I can bear!

Sometimes I shrink from your knowing what I have felt for you, and sometimes I am distressed that all of it you will never know.

This hobble of being alive is rather serious, don’t you think so?

You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart--your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite-- not a woman!

Where we are would be Paradise to me, if you would only make it so.

You ride well, but you don't kiss nicely at all.

That it would always be summer and autumn, and you always courting me, and always thinking as much of me as you have done through the past summertime!

I am not a fool, you know, although I am a woman, and have my woman’s moments.

You could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then.

You simply mean that you flirted outrageously with him, poor old chap, and then repented, and to make reparation, married him, though you tortured yourself to death by doing it.

If you want to know what God thinks about money just look at the people He gives it to.

I am his Highness' dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog are you?

I almost wish we were butterflies and liv'd but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.