“I believe that creature is a changeling: she is a perfect cabinet of oddities.”

“You mocking changeling- fairy-born and human-bred!”

“Entering by the carré, a piece of mirror- glass, set in an oaken cabinet, repeated my image. It said I was changed: my cheeks and lips were sodden white, my eyes were glassy, and my eyelids swollen and purple.On rejoining my companions, I knew they all looked at me - my heart seemed discovered to them: I believed myself self-betrayed. Hideously certain did it seem that the very youngest of the school must guess why and for whom I despaired.”

“I have heard of daydreams – is she in a daydream now? Her eyes are fixed on the floor, but I am sure they do not see it – her sight seems turned in, gone down into her heart: she is looking at what she can remember, I believe; not at what is really present.”

“I Believe she thought I had forgotten my station; and yours, sir.''Station! Station!-- your station is in my heart, and on the necks of those who would insult you, now or hereafter.”

“To be together is for us to be at once free as in solitude, as gay as in company. We talk, I believe, all day long: to talk to each other is but more animated and an audible thinking. All my confidence is bestowed on him, all his confidence is devoted to me; we are precisely suited in character - perfect concord is the result.”

“I would not be you for a kingdom.'The remark was too naïve to rouse anger; I merely said -'Very good.''And what would you give to be ME?' she inquired.'Not a bad sixpence - strange as it may sound', I replied. 'You are but a poor creature.''You don't think so in your heart.''No; for in my heart you have not the outline of a place: I only occasionally turn you over in my brain.”