Let him be wise, or let me be blind; don't let me, she hoped concretely, don't let me know too surely what he thinks of me.

It might be suggested, and not easily disproven that anything, no matter how exotic, can be believed by someone. On the other hand, abstract belief is largely impossible; it is the concrete, the actuality of the cup, the candle, the sacrificial stone, which hardens belief; the statue is nothing until it cries, the philosophy is nothing until the philosopher is martyred.

In ten years I will be a beautiful charming lovely lady writer without any husband or children but lots of lovers and everyone will read the books I write and want to marry me but I will never marry any of them. I will have lots of money and jewels too.

We moved together very slowly toward the house, trying to understand its ugliness and ruin and shame.

So long as you write it away regularly nothing can really hurt you.

A pretty sight, a lady with a book.

It watches," he added suddenly. "The house. It watches every move you make.