It was another country. It was a country for the young, a country where you died before you got old.
The Dream ThievesPeople around the world were moving from one place to another. No one was staying.
Extremely Loud and Incredibly CloseEveryday should be Christmas. Christ first loved us, we ought to love one another.
On Eagles Wings:RiseAnd failure, if you want to know, Dakota, is just another opportunity to try again.
The Friday Night Knitting ClubMadness is a regenerating thing. Like a phoenix, when one strand dies, another burns anew.
At Faith's EndFor last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.
Four Quartetsone emotion after another crept into her face like objects into a slowly developing picture.
The Great Gatsby