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POZZO: I too would be happy to meet him. The more people I meet the happier I become. From the meanest creature one departs wiser, richer, more conscious of one's blessings. Even you... (he looks at them ostentatiously in turn to make it clear they are both meant)... even you, who knows, will have added to my store.

Беше влюбена в Наполеон, мечтаеше да го срещне в асансьора, да забременее от него и повече да не го види.

The Buchanans' house floated suddenly toward us through the dark rustling trees.

life is much more successfully looked at from a single window, after all.

I slunk off in the direction of the cocktail table -the only place in the garden where a single man could linger without looking purposeless and alone.

Безполезно беше да се мъчи да бъде великодушен спрямо тях, да убеждава себе си, че ако някога похлопа на вратата им, смирил гордостта си, унижен и в просяшки дрипи, те ще проявят великодушие към него и ще го възлюбят като себе си. Безполезно и тягостно бе най-сетне да се самопридумва, противно на непредубедената си увереност, че втората заповед - възлюби ближния си като себе си - повелява да го възлюбим не с равна по количество и сила любов, а със същата любов.

дано животът далеч от родния дом и приятелите те научи какво е сърцето и какво чувства то.

You won't be a poet until something in you dies, until you're swallowed up and shit out the other end. And all the poems you write will be your miserable, futile, puling effort to bring that dead part of yourself back to life. ("Small Crimes")

Iona thought, you hang on to something too long, you start to think it's worth more than it it. ("Iona Moon")

I saw what a mother's concern meant to Gwen. She rubbed her eyes with her napkin. And I was thankful to my friend, realizing how much more difficult it is to accept kindness than it is to offer it.

The beer on his breath smelled sweet and strong and made me remember.

I didn't think people could be good unless they feared God - or at least their parents. My mother's folks were dead. If she wasn't afraid of the Lord's retribution, what kept her on the right path?

I like crazy people, especially those who don't see the risk.

Chaos was my philosophy. Have no rules. If people start to build fences around you, break out and do something else. You should never, ever be understood completely. That's like the kiss of death, isn't it? It's a full stop. I don't ever think you should put full stops on thoughts. They change.

Тъмното нещо се смесва със светлото нещо и в здрача изгрява дъга. Толкова обикновена, че чак прекрасна. Има ли дъга, непременно се появяват очи, за да я видят. Източват се крака и щукват след дъгата. Протягат се ръце готови на всичко за едно докосване само. Само едно докосване! И ето го светът!

I loved Father John, without reflection, without hesitation; the way plants turn toward the sun, it was a response of the soul. I loved him, as the children's hymn about loving Jesus says, so simply, "because He first loved me."

...permission to change course without explanation or self-consciousness is a gift only old people seem to have the grace and authority of years to give themselves...

It would be that time - late at night - when your ears reach out for any sound. When you can see more with your eyes closed than open.

I'll have plenty of time to take it easy in my grave.

My husband's not really misanthropic, he just loves solitude.