“Settle one difficulty, and you keep a hundred away.”

“These are difficulties which you must settle for yourself. Choose your own degree of crossness. I shall press you no more.”

“There where hundreds of graves. There where hundreds of women. There were hundreds of daughters. There were hundreds of sons. And hundreds upon hundreds upon thousands of candles. The whole graveyard was one swarm of candleshine as if a population of fireflies had heard of a Grand Conglomeration and had flown here to settle in and flame upon the stones and light the brown faces and the dark eyes and the black hair.”

“Resolve to keep happy, and your joy and you shall form an invincible host against difficulties.”

“Well, I'm nearly a hundred and ten. It's time I settled down”

“Deep down, no one really believes they have a right to live. But this death sentence generally stays cosily tucked away, hidden beneath the difficulty of living. If that difficulty is removed from time to time, death is suddenly there, unintelligibly.”