People who dream when they sleep at night know of a special kind of happiness which the world of the day holds not, a placid ecstasy, and ease of heart, that are like honey on the tongue.

And were my faith so strong that it could move mountains, that is the mountain that I would make come to me.

I felt that Paris was illuminated by a splendor possessed by no other places.

It is impossible that a town will not play a part in your life, it does not even make much difference whether you have more good or bad things to say of it, it draws your mind to it, by a mental law of gravitation.

It is when people are told their own thoughts that they think they are being insulted.

Man and woman are two locked caskets, of which each contains the key to the other.

Within our whole universe the story only has the authority to answer that cry of heart of its characters, that one cry of heart of each of them: "Who am I?"