The rumble of the life outside was like the sound of the sea which was rising gradually around her.
I want more of this feeling - fire and wings.
Sometimes the Earth trembles; sometimes you can feel it breathe.
She haunted him, as an ungenerous action haunts one.
Some must cry so that others may be able to laugh the more heartily. Sacrifices are necessary.
There are always two deaths, the real one and the one people know about.