They were renewed by love; the heart of each held infinite sources of life for the heart of the other.

In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, Make us your slaves, but feed us.

With love one can live even without happiness.

There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.

A real gentleman, even if he loses everything he owns, must show no emotion. Money must be so far beneath a gentleman that it is hardly worth troubling about.

My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.

I have a plan-to go mad.