Maxioms by Elizabeth Bowen
When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
When you love someone all your saved-up wishes start coming out.
Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.
Fate is not an eagle, it creeps like a rat.
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent read more
The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends. The friend becomes a traitor by breaking, however unwillingly or sadly, out of our own zone: a hard judgment is passed on him, for all the pleas of the heart.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
It is not our exalted feelings, it is our sentiments that build the necessary home.
Nobody speaks the truth when there's something they must have.
Nobody speaks the truth when there's something they must have.
