“The dreams of youth. So noble. So good. And heavy dreamsthey were- made frail only by their own weight.”
“...the strands that connect us are frail, so don't hang great weights on slender wires...”
“There is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one’s own pain weights so heavy as the pain one feels for someone, with someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.”
“So shall the world go on,To good malignant, to bad men benign,Under her own weight groaning.”
“What could a child know of the darkness of God's plan? Or how flesh is so frail it is hardly more than a dream”
“One forgets so quickly one’s own youth…”