She said she knew we were safe with you, and always would be, because once, when she asked you to, you’d given up the thing you most wanted.” Archer received this strange communication in silence. His eyes remained unseeingly fixed on the thronged sunlit square below the window. At length he said in a low voice: “She never asked me (Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence)
And we must still try or we would be leaving our friends to fight without us. I think this is what you have meant by duty, all along; I do understand, at least this much of it (Naomi Novik, His Majesty’s Dragon)
She’s my daughter. She’s my sister (Robert Towne)
Our purest deeds are those done subconsciously, Otherwise they are biased (Tapan Ghosh)
Don’t I always tell you to never listen to me? – Sean Kennedy, Tigerland
To the untrue man, the whole universe is false–it is impalpable–it shrinks to nothing within his grasp (Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter)
Having children is like living in a frat house – nobody sleeps, everything’s broken, and there’s a lot of throwing up (Ray Romano)
Huysmans takes the old trope of moon-as-woman and replaces its romantic connotations with decadent ones: the moon here is woman as clamorous lunatic, as convulsive epileptic. (Charles Bernheimer)
I love foolish people because I am not enough of a fool to not love them (Debasish Mridha)
Caring is going to the ends of the world for a stranger (Bernard Levine, THE BEST OF BERNARD LEVINE)