“You're a slave, a bound helpless slave to one thing in this world, your imagination.”

“I'm a slave to my emotions, to my likes, to my hatred of boredom, to most of my desires.”

“Any person with any imagination is bound to be afraid.”

“Clark," she said softly, "I wouldn't change you for the world. You're sweet the way you are. The things that'll make you fail I'll love always-- the living in the past, the lazy days and nights you have, and all your carelessness and generosity.”

“You're not sorry to go, of course. With people like us our home is where we are not... No one person in the world is necessary to you or to me.”

“Often a man can play the helpless child in front of a woman, but he can almost never bring it off when he feels most like a helpless child.”

“He was handsome then if never before, bound for one of those immortal moments which come so radiantly that their remembered light is enough to see by for years.”