Being a sick man is like being a log caught in a stream, Gilles. All the straws gather around it. Helen Waddell More Quotes by Helen Waddell More Quotes From Helen Waddell ... was there no one over thirty-five who had not some secret agony, some white-faced fear? Half one's life one walked carelessly, certain that some day one would have one's heart's desire: and for the rest of it, one either goes empty, or walks carrying a full cup, afraid of every step. Helen Waddell agony white heart It is only the happy who are hard, Gilles. I think perhaps it is better for the world if - if one has a broken heart. One is quick to recognise it, elsewhere. And one has time to think about other people, if there is nothing left to hope for any more. Helen Waddell compassion heart thinking for ... austere and gracious allegory, as for so much of its mysticism and its chivalry, its ardours and its endurances, the world is in debt to Spain. Helen Waddell debt europe world But what was the desire of the flesh beside the desire of the mind? Helen Waddell flesh mind desire Shipwreck in youth is sorrowful enough, but one looks for storms at the spring equinox. Yet it is the September equinox that drowns. Helen Waddell storm spring looks Truth has as many coats as an onion ... and each one of them hollow when you peel it off. Helen Waddell coats onions truth
