You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.

When that strange race nears the dust and is condemned as untouchable, then nature remembers the physical perfection that she accomplished elsewhere, and throws out a god-not many, but one here and there, to prove to society how little its categories impress her.

Books have to be read (worse luck it takes so long a time). It is the only way of discovering what they contain. A few savage tribes eat them, but reading is the only method of assimilation revealed to the West.

Words deserted him immediately. He could only speak when he was not asked to.

Books have to be read it is the only way of discovering what they contain.

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

Suspense: the only literary tool that has any effect upon tyrants and savages.