Love does not traffic in a marketplace, nor use a huckster's scales. Its joy, like the joy of the intellect, is to feel itself alive. The aim of Love is to love: no more, and no less. You were my enemy: such an enemy as no man ever had. I had given you all my life, and to gratify the lowest and most contemptible of all human passions, hatred and vanity and greed, you had thrown it away. In less than three years you had entirely ruined me in every point of view. For my own sake there was nothing for me to do but to love you.

Music is the art which is most nigh to tears and memories.

The chin a little higher, dear. Style largely depends on the way the chin is worn. They are worn very high, just at present.

How clever you are, my dear! You never mean a single word you say.

Like two doomed ships that pass in storm we had crossed each other's way: but we made no sign, we said no word, we had no word to say.

Lots of people act well, but few people talk well. This shows that talking is the more difficult of the two.

I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous.