Oh, brothers! I don't care for brothers. My elder brother won't die, and my younger brothers seem never to do anything else.

So much had been surrendered! And to such little purpose! There had been mad wilful rejections, monstrous forms of self-torture and self-denial, whose origin was fear and whose result was a degradation infinitely more terrible than that fancied degradation from which, in their ignorance, they had sought to escape.

You have never been poor, and never known what ambition is.

The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid

Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.

Better the rule of One, whom all obey, than to let clamorous demagogues betray our freedom with the kiss of anarchy.

The sky was pure opal now.