“How beautiful is forgetting! What relief it would be for the world to lose some of its contents.”

“In the emptiness of evenings, serious and unequivocal, he would say: “How beautiful is forgetting! what relief it would be for the world to lose some of its contents!”

“It's queer how out of touch with truth women are. They live in a world of their own, and there had never been anything like it, and never can be. It is too beautiful altogether, and if they were to set it up it would go to pieces before the first sunset. Some confounded fact we men have been living contentedly with ever since the day of creation would start up and knock the whole thing over.”

“The scar, and her indifference to it, did something extraordinary for her, just as damage to some art object threw into relief how beautiful it had once been, tarnishing and tempering her face with the reminder of what humanity did to lovely things and how they bore it.”

“What a world, what a world. Who would have thought that. some little girl like you could. destroy my beautiful wickedness.- Wicket Witch of the West”

“Show not what has been done, but what can be. How beautiful the world would be if there were a procedure for moving through labyrinths.”