Happiness is but a mere episode in the general drama of pain.

Some folk want their luck buttered.

If an offense come out of the truth, better is it that the offense come than that the truth be concealed.

Black chaos comes, and the fettered gods of the earth say, Let there be light.

I want to question my belief, so that what is left after I have questioned it, will be even stronger.

You could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then.

A strong woman who recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.