To have in general but little feeling, seems to be the only security against feeling too much on any particular occasion.

It was not that she was out of temper, but that the world was not equal to the demands of her fine organism.

I think I am quite wicked with roses. I like to gather them, and smell them till they have no scent left.

Plain women he regarded as he did the other severe facts of life, to be faced with philosophy and investigated by science.

The greatest benefit we owe to the artist, whether painter, poet, or novelist, is the extension of our sympathies.

With a single drop of ink for a mirror, the Egyptian sorcerer undertakes to reveal to any chance comer far-reaching visions of the past. This is what I undertake to do for you, reader.

Love is frightened at the intervals of insensibility and callousness that encroach by little and little on the domain of grief, and it makes efforts to recall the keenness of the first anguish.