“Papa," she said easily, happily, walking across the park with him to the Albert Hall. "What is it like to be in love?" "Oh, it’s marvellous," he said. "Or terrible. Or both. The Romans saw it as a fit of… — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“Last year we had many smallish hopes, made many smallish attempts, suffered many smallish failures, and we died one by one. This year a… — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“More talk of love would lead to the difficulties surrounding...Oh, God, he loved her, he did, she did, they did, it was. It was.” — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“He's a man, she thought, and the very word gave her s frisson, a lurch inside.” — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“He was astounded, sometimes, by the fluid articulacy of his own fury.” — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“Length of service: one year or duration of war. Duration of war, of course. He didn't want to spend a whole year in the… — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“They were completely happy. They couldn't stop smiling at each other, beaming like fools till their cheeks ached.” — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“Courage for the big troubles in life, lad' he'd say, 'and patience for the small. Be of good cheer. God is awake.” — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“... what he could or couldn’t say to them. Everything he had to say: I love you, it’s hell, I walk on corpses and… — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“Look how beautiful the green lawns of the park are in the misty evening light, unmuddied, smooth, alive, no holes, no bodies, no barbed… — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
“Papa," she said easily, happily, walking across the park with him to the Albert Hall. "What is it like to be in love?" "Oh,… — Louisa Young Copy Share Image
