He loved the soothing hour, when the last tints of light die away; when the stars, one by one, tremble through รฆther, and are reflected on the dark mirror of the waters; that hour, which, of all others, inspires the mind with pensive tenderness, and often elevates it to sublime contemplation.
Ann RadcliffeTo discover depravity in those whom we have loved, is one of the most exquisite tortures to a virtuous mind, and the conviction is often rejected before it is finally admitted.
Ann Radcliffe