A place has almost the shyness of a person, with strangers; and its secret is not to be surprised by a too direct interrogation.
Arthur SymonsAnd I would have, now love is over, An end to all, an end: I cannot, having been your lover Stoop to become your friend!
Arthur SymonsVaguely conscious of that great suspense in which we live, we find our escape from its sterile, annihilating reality in many dreams, in religion, passion, art.
Arthur SymonsA realist, in Venice, would become a romantic by mere faithfulness to what he saw before him.
Arthur Symons