They cared for no one, they were outside humanity, and death, had it come, would only have continued their pursuit of a retreating horizon.

While her lips talked culture, her heart was planning to invite him to tea

If there is on earth a house with many mansions, it is the house of words.

The hungry and the homeless don't care about liberty any more than they care about cultural heritage. To pretend that they do care is cant.

This desire to govern a woman -- it lies very deep, and men and women must fight it together.... But I do love you surely in a better way then he does." He thought. "Yes -- really in a better way. I want you to have your own thoughts even when I hold you in my arms.

Without form, the sensitiveness vanishes.

The work of art assumes the existence of the perfect spectator, and is indifferent to the fact that no such person exists.