The world is wonderful and beautiful and good beyond one's wildest imagination.

Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically.

When I wish I was rich, then I know I am ill.

It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.

And then she realized that his presence was the wall, his presence was destroying her. Unless she could break out, she must die most fearfully, walled up in horror. And he was the wall. She must break down the wall. She must break him down before her, the awful obstruction of him who obstructed her life to the last. It must be done, or she must perish most horribly.

The Sphinx-riddle. Solve it, or be torn to bits, is the decree.

The human being is a most curious creature. He thinks he has got one soul, and he has got dozens.