You Don't Remember Days, You Remember Moments.

What Is To Come Will Emerge Only After Long Suffering, Long Silence.

The Man Of Action Is Not The Headstrong Fool Who Rushes Into Danger With No Thought For Himself, But The Man Who Puts Into Practice The Things He Knows.

But All Years Are Stupid. It's Only When They're Over That They Become Interesting.

Whatever People May Say, The Fastidious Formal Manner Of The Upper Classes Is Preferable To The Slovenly Easygoing Behaviour Of The Common Middle Class. In Moments Of Crisis, The Former Know How To Act, The Latter Become Uncouth Brutes.

The Whole Problem Of Life, Then, Is This: How To Break Out Of One's Own Loneliness, How To Communicate With Others.