When we argue for our limitations, we get to keep them.

Her heart was broken perhaps, but it was a small inexpensive organ of local manufacture. In a wider and grander way she felt things had been simplified.

We schoolmasters must temper discretion with deceit.

If you asked me now who I am, the only answer I could give with any certainty would be my name. For the rest: my loves, my hates, down even to my deepest desires, I can no longer say whether these emotions are my own, or stolen from those I once so desperately wished to be.

...she had regained what I thought she had lost forever, the magical sadness which had drawn me to her, the thwarted look that had seemed to say, "Surely I was made for some other purpose than this?

I haven't been to sleep for over a year. That's why I go to bed early. One needs more rest if one doesn't sleep.

Professional reviewers read so many bad books in the course of duty that they get an unhealthy craving for arresting phrases.