She went of her own accord,' answered the master; 'she has a right to go if she please. Trouble me no more about her. Hereafter she is only me sister in name: not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.

He turned, as he spoke, a peculiar look in her direction, a look of hatred unless he has a most perverse set of facial muscles that will not, like those of other people, interpret the language of his soul.

Time brought resignation and a melancholy sweeter than common joy.

The clock strikes off the hollow half-hours of all the life that is left to you, one by one.

I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs.... Perhaps I am an exception.

If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.

She burned too bright for this world.