Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.

Always wanting another man than your own.

It is rarely that the pleasures of the imagination will compensate for the pain of sleeplessness.

A blaze of love and extinction, was better than a lantern glimmer of the same which should last long years.

He wished she knew his impressions; but he would as soon have thought of carrying an odour in a net as of attempting to convey the intangibilities of his feeling in the coarse meshes of language. So he remained silent.

I am the family face; flesh perishes, I live on, projecting trait and trace through time to times anon, and leaping from place to place over oblivion.

My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.