I will not let you go into the unknown alone.

I suppose a cry does us all good at times-clears the air as other rain does.

She was young and very beautiful, but pale, like the grey pallor of death.

It is a strange world, a sad world, a world full of miseries, and woes, and troubles; and yet when King Laugh come he make them all dance to the tune he play. Bleeding hearts, and dry bones of the churchyard, and tears that burn as they fall -- all dance together to the music that he make with that smileless mouth of him.

Let me tell you, my friend, that there are things done today in electrical science which would have been deemed unholy by the very man who discovered electricity, who would themselves not so long before been burned as wizards

I could not resist the temptation of mystifying him a bit, I suppose it is some taste of the original apple that remains still in our mouths.

Ah, we men and women are like ropes drawn tight with strain that pull us in different directions.