These are they whose youth was violently severed by war and death; a word on the telephone, a scribbled line on paper, and their future ceased. They have built up their lives again, but their safety is not absolute, their fortress not impregnable.
— Winifred Holtby
The crown of life is neither happiness nor annihilation; it is understanding.
What a strange distance there is between ill people and well ones.
The things that one most wants to do are the things that are probably most worth doing.
