I shall do one thing in this life-one thing certain-this is, love you, and long of you, and keep wanting you till I die.

When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover.

The smile on your mouth was the deadest thing alive enough to have strength to die. (from "Neutral Tones")

Many of her thoughts were perfect syllogisms; unluckily they always remained thoughts. Only a few were irrational assumptions; but, unfortunately, they were the ones which most frequently grew into deeds

That man's silence is wonderful to listen to.

Meanwhile, the trees were just as green as before; the birds sang and the sun shone as clearly now as ever. The familiar surroundings had not darkened because of her grief, nor sickened because of her pain. She might have seen that what had bowed her head so profoundly -the thought of the world's concern at her situation- was found on an illusion. She was not an existence, an experience, a passion, a structure of sensations, to anybody but herself.

If a path to the better there be, it begins with a full look at the worst.