Never did tombs look so ghastly white. Never did cypress, or yew, or juniper so seem the embodiment of funeral gloom. Never did tree or grass wave or rustle so ominously. Never did bough creak so mysteriously, and never did the far-away howling of dogs send such a woeful presage through the night.

The only beautiful thing in the world whose beauty lasts for ever is a pure, fair soul.

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

He may not enter anywhere at the first, unless there be some one of the household who bid him to come, though afterwards he can come as he please.

Because if a woman's heart was free a man might have hope.

But a stranger in a strange land, he is no one. Men know him not, and to know not is to care not for.

Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.