The turnings of life seldon show a sign-post; or rather, though the sign is always there, it is usually placed some distance back, like the notices that give warning of a bad hill or a level railway-crossing.
I can't love you unless I give you up.
Life has a way of overgrowing its achievements as well as its ruins.
In every heart there should be one grief that is like a well in the desert.
True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.
He bent and laid his lips on her hands, which were cold and lifeless. She drew them away, and he turned to the door, found his coat and hat under the faint gas-light of the hall, and plunged out into the winter night bursting with the belated eloquence of the inarticulate.