The food that memory gives to eat is bitter to the taste, and it is only with the teeth of hope that we can bear to bite it.

Ah! If man would but see that hope is from within and not from without - that he himself must work out his own salvation.

Wealth is good, and if it comes our way we will take it; but a gentleman does not sell himself for wealth.

Women love the last blow as well as the last word, and when they fight for love they are pitiless as a wounded buffalo.

The sky aft was dark as pitch, but the moon still shone brightly ahead of us and lit up the blackness. Beneath its sheen a huge white-topped breaker, twenty feet high or more, was rushing on to us. It was on the break-the moon shone on its crest and tipped its foam with light. On it rushed beneath the inky sky, driven by the awful squall behind it.

Now, after these things were done, the Pharaoh and his Queen drove through the hosts of Egypt in their golden chariot, and received the homage of the hosts ere they departed northwards for Thebes. At nightfall they returned again and sat side by side at the marriage feast, and once more Tua swept her harp of ivory and gold, and sang the ancient song of him who dared much for love, and won the prize.

We were like confirmed opium-eaters: in our moments of reason we well knew the deadly nature of our pursuit, but we certainly were not prepared to abandon its terrible delights.