The charm, one might say the genius of memory, is that it is choosy, chancy, and temperamental: it rejects the edifying cathedral and indelibly photographs the small boy outside, chewing a hunk of melon in the dust. – Elizabeth Bowen
[W]hen I hear or read a good line I can hardly wait to tell it to somebody else… – Robert Byrne, The Third and Possibly the Best 637 Best Things Anybody Ever Said,
Once in royal Davids city Stood a lowly cattle shed, Where a Mother laid her Baby In a manger for His bed: Mary was that Mother mild, Jesus Christ her little Child. – Cecil Frances Alexander
