Shall we never never get rid of this Past? ... It lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body.

What a sweet reverence is that when a young man deems his mistress a little more than mortal and almost chides himself for longing to bring her close to his heart.

I find nothing so singular to life as that everything appears to lose its substance the instant one actually grapples with it.

I love my mother, but there has been, ever since my boyhood, a sort of coldness of intercourse between us, such as is apt to come between people of strong feelings.

Writing can come naturally to some. Still, when it comes to good writing, this is true: Easy reading is damn hard writing.

'What is the Unpardonable Sin' asked the lime-burner 'It is a sin that grew within my own breast', replied Ethan Brand 'The sin of an intellect that triumphed over the sense of brotherhood with man and reverence for God'.

The greatest obstacle to being heroic is the doubt whether one may going to prove one's self a fool.