She was sad with an obscure sadness of which she had not the secret herself. There was in her whole person the stupor of a life ended but never commenced.

The supreme ordeal, let us say rather, the only ordeal, is the loss of the beloved being.

There is nothing like a dream to create the future.

A sewer is a cynic. It tells All.

We are reassured almost as foolishly as we are alarmed; human nature is so constituted.

The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear that on growing up it would devour the other little ones.

There is a spectacle more grand than the sea; it is heaven; there is a spectacle more grand than heaven; it is the conscience.