Poor Knight! he really had two periods, the firsta dull man writing broken English, the seconda broken man writing dull English.

Perhaps, somewhere, some day, at a less miserable time, we may see each other again.

A good laugh is the best pesticide.

I loved you. I was a pentapod monster, but I loved you. I was despicable and brutal, and turpid, and everything, mais je t’aimais, je t’aimais!

It is strange that the tactile sense, which is so infinitely less precious to men than sight, becomes at critical moments our main, if not only, handle to reality.

Measure me while I live - after it will be too late.

Genius is finding the invisible link between things.