Their lips brushed like young wild flowers in the wind.
Switzerland is a country where very few things begin, but many things end.
Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure.
She was a dark, unenduring little flower - yet he thought he detected in her some quality of spiritual reticence, of strength drawn from her passive acceptance of all things. In this he was mistaken.
To most women art is a form of scandal.
For what it’s worth, it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be.