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.

Why is it that a woman can see from a distance what a man cannot see close?

By experience", says Roger Ascham, "we find out a short way by a long wandering." Not seldom that long wandering unfits us for further travel, and of what use is our experience to us then?

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.

The defective can be more than the entire.

To have lost is less disturbing than to wonder if we may possibly have won; and Eustacia could now, like other people at such a stage, take a standing-point outside herself, observe herself as a disinterested spectator, and think what a sport for Heaven this woman Eustacia was.