Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope it is impossible. – Elizabeth Bowen
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. – Elizabeth Bowen

Pity the selfishness of lovers: it is brief, a forlorn hope it is impossible. – Elizabeth Bowen
Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. – Elizabeth Bowen
Some people are molded by their admirations, others by their hostilities. – Elizabeth Bowen
Intimacies between women often go backwards, beginning in revelations and ending in small talk. – Elizabeth Bowen
Wherever my story takes me, however dark and difficult the theme, there is always some hope and redemption, not because readers like happy endings, but because I am an optimist at heart. I know the sun will rise in the morning, that there is a light at the end of every tunnel. – Michael Morpurgo