Sometimes it is harder to deprive oneself of a pain than of a pleasure and the memory so possessed him that for the moment there was nothing to do but to pretend.

A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.

all the time something within her was crying for a decision. She wanted her life shaped now, immediately — and the decision must be made by some force — of love, of money, of unquestionable practicality — that was close at hand

For the moment I can only cry out that I have lost my splendid mirage. Come back, come back, O glittering and white!

It was one of those rare smiles with a quality of eternal reassurance in it, that you may come across four or five times in life.

Little Montenegro! He lifted up the words and nodded at them-with his smile. The smile comprehended Montenegro’s troubled history and sympathized with the brave struggles of the Montenegrin people. It appreciated fully the chain of national circumstances, which had elicited this tribute from Montenegro’s warm little heart. My incredulity was submerged in fascination now; it was like skimming hastily through a dozen magazines.

Kiss me now, love me now.