David Allsopp

“I found him in the private bar having a gin and ginger ale. His face, never much to write home about, was rendered even less of a feast for the eye by a dark scowl. His spirits were plainly at their lowest ebb, as so often happens when Sundered Heart A is feeling that the odds against his clicking with Sundered Heart B cannot be quoted at better than a hundred to eight.

Of course he may have been brooding because he had just heard that a pal of his in Moscow had been liquidated that morning, or he had murdered a capitalist and couldn't think of a way of getting rid of the body, but I preferred to attribute his malaise to frustrated love, and I couldn't help feeling a pang of pity for him”
― P.G. Wodehouse, Aunts Aren't Gentlemen

“Little Things.

Little drops of water,
⁠Little grains of sand,
Make the mighty ocean
⁠And the pleasant land.


Thus the little minutes,
⁠Humble though they be,
Make the mighty ages
⁠Of eternity.”
― Ebenezer Cobham Brewer

“When I reflect upon the characters of most of my acquaintances, I sometimes think nature has formed my optics only to see disagreeables.”
― Susan Edmonstone Ferrier, Marriage

“Too close. If we live in too close proximity to a person, it is as if we kept touching a good etching with our bare fingers; one day we have poor, dirty paper in our hands and nothing more. a human being's soul is likewise worn down by continual touching; at least it finally appears that way to us - we never see its original design and beauty again.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, Aphorisms on Love and Hate