Society soon grows used to any state of things which is imposed upon it without explanation.

In our hurried world too little value is attached to the part of the connoisseur and dilettante.

Inkstands and tea-cups are never as full as when one upsets them.

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.

I was just a screw or cog in the great machine I called life, and when I dropped out of it I found I was of no use anywhere else.

Then stay with me a little longer,' Madame Olenska said in a low tone, just touching his knee with her plumed fan. It was the lightest touch, but it thrilled him like a caress.

It's you who are telling me; opening my eyes to things I'd looked at so long that I'd ceased to see them.