“To be thoroughly conversant with Man’s heart, is to take our final lesson in the iron-clasped volume of Despair”
“Sunday is the golden clasp that binds together the volume of the week.”
“Night’s Watch takes no part, so no man’s our enemy.”"And no man’s our friend, she thought.”
“How strange this mass of ancient treasuresMementoes of past pains and pleasures;These volumes, clasped with costly stone,With print all faded, gilding gone”
“We had spent years battling for control of our marriage, of our love story, our life story. I had been thoroughly, finally outplayed. I created a manuscript, and she created a life.”
“Love transforms our fragile, cowardly hearts into hearts of stone, hearts of blade, hearts of hardest iron. Because love makes heroes of us all.”