He is the true enchanter, whose spell operates, not upon the senses, but upon the imagination and the heart.
Washington IrvingAnd if unhappy in her love, her heart is like some fortress that has been captured, and sacked, and abandoned, and left desolate.
Washington IrvingNothing impresses the mind with a deeper feeling of loneliness than to tread the silent and deserted scene of former throng and pageant.
Washington Irving