“Oh Gertrud,' I cried, intolerably stirred by the bare mention of that bed, 'this is a bleak and mischievous world, isn't it? Do you think we shall ever be warm and comfortable and happy again?” — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share Image
“One went on and on, never dreaming of the sudden dreadful day when the coverings were going to be dropped and one would see it was death after all, that it had been death all the time, death pretending, death… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share Image
“I would have all couples neatly paired in years, the forties with the forties, and the twenties with the twenties. Should the forties, as… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“When I drive to the lupins and see them all spread out as far as eye can reach in perfect beauty of colour and… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
She had been dragged in the most humiliating of all dusts, the dust reserved for older women who let themselves be approached, on amorous… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
It is beautiful, beautiful to give; one of the very most beautiful things in life. — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“I asked nothing better of life. I still ask nothing better of life. Strange to say—for surely it is strange not to have increased… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“No one ever said aloud any of the kinds of things he was so constantly thinking, because no one in the parish, not Alice,… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“The only thing to do with one's old sorrows is to tuck them up neatly in their shroud and turn one's face away from… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“She belongs to the winter that is past, to the darkness that is over, and has no part or lot in the life I… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“This radiant weather, when mere living is a joy, and sitting still over the fire out of the question, has been going on for… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“And when I'm with you," she said, "I feel as if I were stuffed with—oh, with stars.” — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“Here was the world wide-awake and yet only for me, all the fresh pure air only for me, all the fragrance breathed only by… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“... and everybody will have what they never yet have had, a certain amount of that priceless boon, leisure-- leisure to sit down and… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
“Surely the colour of London was an exquisite thing. It was like a pearl that late afternoon, something very gentle and pale, with faint… — Elizabeth von Arnim Copy Share
