What a terrible thing could be freedom. Trees were free when they were uprooted by the wind; ships were free when they were torn from their moorings; men were free when they were cast out of their homes—free to starve, free to perish of cold and hunger.

It is bad for the soul to know itself a coward, it is apt to take refuge in mere wordy violence.

Do try to remember this: even the world's not so black as it is painted" -Valerie to Stephen (pg. 408)

What a terrible thing could be freedom. Trees were free when they were uprooted by the wind; ships were free when they were torn from their moorings; men were free when they were cast out of their homes—free to starve, free to perish of cold and hunger.

[On homosexuality:] Our love may be faithful even unto death and beyond - yet the world will call it unclean.

A great many women can feel and behave like men. Very few of them can behave like gentlemen.

I have put my pen at the service of some of the most persecuted and misunderstood people in the world. So far as I know nothing of the kind has ever been attempted before in fiction.