...though nothing is damaged, everything is changed.
She loved him absolutely, perhaps for half an hour.
It is my fate and perhaps my temperament to sign agreements with fools.
Italy and London are the only places where I don't feel to exist on sufferance.
I hated the idleness, the stupidity, the respectability, the petty unselfishness.
They cared for no one, they were outside humanity, and death, had it come, would only have continued their pursuit of a retreating horizon.