You are mysterious, I love you. You’re beautiful, intelligent, and virtuous, and that’s the rarest known combination.

It takes two to make an accident.

Baltimore is warm but pleasant... I belong here, where everything is civilized and gay and rotted and polite.

I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.

For a while these reveries provided an outlet for his imagination; they were a satisfactory hint of the unreality of reality, a promise that the rock of the world was founded securely on a fairy's wing.

I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t want any one to know.

Her grey, sun-strained eyes stared straight ahead, but she had deliberately shifted our relations, and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires, and I knew that first I had to get myself definitely out of that tangle back home.