Surely heaven must have something of the color and shape of whatever village or hill or cottage of which the believer says, This is my own.
The reason you will not say it is, when you say it, even to yourself, you will know it is true.
She forced herself once more to think of nothing, to keep her consciousness immersed, as a little dog that one keeps under water until he has stopped struggling.
The next time you try to seduce anyone, don’t do it with talk, with words. Women know more about words than men ever will. And they know how little they can ever possibly mean.
She was the captain of her soul.
And when I think about that, I think that if nothing but being married will help a man, he’s durn nigh hopeless.
She clung to that which had robbed her, as people do.
If you could just ravel out into time. That would be nice. It would be nice if you could just ravel out into time.
My, my. A body does get around.
The saddest thing about love, Joe, is that not only can love not last forever, but even the heartbreak is soon forgotten.
Caddy smelled like trees.
We shall not kill and maybe next time we even won’t.
He was looking at her from behind the smiling that wasn’t smiling but was something you were not supposed to see beyond.
War is an episode, a crisis, a fever the purpose of which is to rid the body of fever. So the purpose of a war is to end the war.
The phenomenon of war is its hermaphroditism: the principles of victory and of defeat inhabit the same body and the necessary opponent, enemy, is merely the bed they self-exhaust each other on.
Marriage is long enough to have plenty of room for time behind it.
It’s always the idle habits you acquire which you will regret. Father said that. That Christ was not crucified: he was worn away by a minute clicking of little wheels. That had no sister.
You can’t beat women anyhow and that if you are wise or dislike trouble and uproar you don’t even try to.
When I have one martini, I feel bigger, wiser, taller. When I have a second, I feel superlative. When I have more, there’s no holding me.
Love doesn’t die; the men and women do.