The very shadows seem to listen.

faces deceive, and the loveliness of youth is not like the loveliness of age - an absolute mirror of the soul within.

The finger of suspicion never forgets the way it has once pointed.

There is no suffering like a child's, terrified by a secret which it dare not for some reason disclose.

Do we fear suffering or apathy most? Is it from experience or the monotony of a commonplace existence that we quickest flee?

a woman with a secret may be a fascinating study, but she can never be a safe, nor even satisfactory, companion.

There are two kinds of artists in this world; those that work because the spirit is in them, and they cannot be silent if they would, and those that speak from a conscientious desire to make apparent to others the beauty that has awakened their own admiration.