Quotes by : Alfred Hayes

We go from disappointment to disappointment, from hope to denial, from expectation to surrender, as we....

There were times when I would forget her, though they were rare, and it would be for a time as though....

Your only vice is yourself. The worst of all. The really incurable one.

The sick constriction of the heart was undeniable; there was a melancholy truth in the fact that it was....

She inhabited a world from which I was excluded, and she had left me in an immense empty space.

I made spasmodic efforts to work, assuring myself that once I began working I would forget her. The difficulty....