All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day.

I [had] added another small piece to the pages of the atlas that were real to me.

Words should be an intense pleasure just as leather should be to a shoemaker.

That was the change in her from ten years ago; that, indeed, was her reward, this haunting, magical sadness which spoke straight to the heart and struck silence; it was the completion of her beauty.

All fates are ‘worse than death’.

Soon someone would say the fatal words, "Well, I think it’s time for me to go to bed.

The langour of Youth - how unique and quintessential it is! How quickly, how irrecoverably, lost! The zest, the generous affections, the illusions, the despair, all the traditional attributes of Youth - all save this come and go with us through life...These things are a part of life itself; but languor - the relaxation of yet unwearied sinews, the mind sequestered and self-regarding, the sun standing still in the heavens and the earth throbbing to our own pulse - that belongs to Youth alone and dies with it.