When you are forty, half of you belongs to the past... And when you are seventy, nearly all of you.

A genius knows how to make himself easily understood without being obvious about it.

Tragedy is restful: and the reason is that hope, that foul, deceitful thing, has no part in it.

An ugly sight, a man who is afraid.

I had a lot of those fake friends. You just have to realize it's happening. You can't get caught up in the 'Oh, my God, they want to be my friend, finally' aspect.

The perfection of Christian character depends wholly upon the grace and strength found alone in God.

I still don't know why, exactly, but I do think people can have a spiritual connection to landscape, and I certainly did in Iceland.

I consider myself really lucky, like I've been God's favoured child.