Then a dog began to howl somewhere in a farmhouse far down the road, a long, agonized wailing, as if from fear. The sound was taken up by another dog, and then another and another, till, borne on the wind which now sighed softly through the Pass, a wild howling began, which seemed to come from all over the country, as far as the imagination could grasp it through the gloom of the night.

Oh, my dear, if you only knew how strange is the matter regarding which I am here, it is you who would laugh. I have learned not to think little of any one's belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

But this night our feet must tread in thorny paths, or later, and for ever, the feet you love must walk in paths of flame!

I have a sort of empty feeling; nothing in the world seems of sufficient importance to be worth the doing.

Good women tell all their lives, and by day and by hour and by minute, such things that angels can read.

Loneliness will sit over our roofs with brooding wings.