“And wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers, for the sleepers in that quiet earth.”
“I lingered round them, under that benign sky; watched the moths fluttering among the heath and hare-bells; listened to the soft wind breathing through the grass; and wondered how anyone could ever imagine unquiet slumbers for the sleepers in that quiet earth.”
“She often wondered indeed if she ever had been, or ever could be, intimate with anyone.”
“I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it could be.”
“They say that every snowflake is different. If that were true, how could the world go on? How could we ever get up off our knees? How could we ever recover from the wonder of it?”
“Imagination is as close as we will ever be to godhead . . . for in imagination, we can create wonders.”