Being a woman is a terribly difficult task, since it consists principally in dealing with men.

The sky over Patusan was blood-red, immense, streaming like an open vein. An enormous sun nestled crimson amongst the treetops, and the forest below had a black and forbidding face.

A modern fleet of ships does not so much make use of the sea as exploit a highway.

In order to move others deeply we must deliberately allow ourselves to be carried away beyond the bounds of our normal sensibility.

A ship in dock, surrounded by quays and the walls of warehouses, has the appearance of a prisoner meditating upon freedom in the sadness of a free spirit put under restraint.

Criticism, that fine flower of personal expression in the garden of letters.

There is a kind way of assisting our fellow-creatures which is enough to break their hearts while it saves their outer envelope.