And in the winter, which was confined by statute to two months, the snow lay evenly, three feet thick, but never turned into slush. - T. H. White

The most difficult thing in the world is to know how to do a thing and to watch somebody else doing it wrong, without comment.

She hardly ever thought of him. He had worn a place for himself in some corner of her heart, as a sea shell, always boring against the rock, might do. The making of the place had been her pain. But now the shell was safely in the rock. It was lodged, and ground no longer.

It is a pity that there are no big creatures to prey on humanity. If there were enough dragons and rocs, perhaps mankind would turn its might against them. Unfortunately man is preyed upon by microbes, which are too small to be appreciated.