~ 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
~ Jealousy is no more than feeling alone against smiling enemies. ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Experience isn't interesting until it begins to repeat itself - in fact, till it does that, it hardly is experience ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat. ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Language is a mixture of statement and evocation. ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat. ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Language is a mixture of statement and evocation ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. ~ Elizabeth Bowen
~ Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. ~ Elizabeth Bowen
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