No Kind Of Bomb Ever Built Will

At Some Point In My Life I'd Honestly Hoped Love Would Rescue Me From The Cold, Drafty Castle I Lived In. But At Another Point, Much Earlier I Think, I'd Quietly Begun To Hope For Nothing At All In The Way Of Love, So As Not To Be Disappointed. It Works. It Gets To Be A Habit.

...nothing Momentous Comes In This World Unless It Comes On The Shoulders Of Kindness.

It's The One Thing We Never Quite Get Over: That We Contain Our Own Future.

Pure And Unblemished Souls Must Taste Very Bland, With An Aftertaste Of Bitterness.

For If There Is Any Single Thing That Everyone Hopes For Most Dearly, It Must Be This: That The Youngest Outlive The Oldest.