Miss Searle had always considered boredom an intellectual defeat.
In all men is evil sleeping; the good man is he who will not awaken it, in himself or in other men.
To hate excellence is to hate the gods.
True friends share everything, except the past before they met.
By her shining and her power he knew her.
Tell a man what he may not sing and he is still half free; even all free, if he never wanted to sing it. But tell him what he must sing, take up his time with it so that his true voice cannot sound even in secret -- there, I have seen is slavery.