Quotes by Walter de la Mare
Too late for fruit, too soon for flowers.
A lost but happy dream may shed its light upon our waking hours, and the whole day may be infected with the gloom of a dreary or sorrowful one; yet of neither may we be able to recover a trace.
All day long the door of the sub-conscious remains just ajar; we slip through to the other side, and return again, as easily and secretly as a cat.
Who said, 'All Time's delight Hath she for narrow bed; Life's troubled bubble broken'?— That's what I said.
'Who knocks?' 'I, who was beautiful, Beyond all dreams to restore,...
