For what endless years this life will have to go on! He felt, with a kind of horror, his own strong youth and the bounding blood in his veins.

It was harder to drown at sunrise than in darkness.

Since the Americans have ceased to have dyspepsia, they have lost the only thing that gave them any expression.

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

Charity, till then, had been conscious only of a vague self-disgust and a frightening physical distress; now, of a sudden, there came to her the grave surprise of motherhood.

Women ought to be free - as free as we are,' he declared, making a discovery of which he was too irritated to measure the terrific consequences.

There's nothing grimmer than the tragedy that wears a comic mask.