And then away for home! Away to the quickest and nearest train! Away from this cursed land, where the devil and his children stil walk with earthly feet!

It is only when a man feels himself face to face with such horrors that he can understand their true import.

You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?

I sometimes think we must be all mad and that we shall wake to sanity in strait-waistcoats.

I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.

There is a method in his madness, and the rudimentary idea in my mind is growing. It will be a whole idea soon, and then, oh, unconscious cerebration.

The blood is life... and it shall be mine!