Poetry and art are the breath of life to her.

In the rotation of crops there was a recognized season for wild oats; but they were not sown more than once.

To have you here, you mean-in reach and yet out of reach? To meet you in this way, on the sly? It's the very reverse of what I want.

Mrs. Ballinger is one of the ladies who pursue Culture in bands, as though it were dangerous to meet it alone.

I'm afraid I'm an incorrigible life-lover, life-wonderer, and adventurer.

She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were inwoven with her deepest life.

Only the fact that we are unaware how well our nearest know us enables us to live with them.