“Who's 'they'? Why don't you all get together and be 'they' yourselves?”

“Don't you ever mind," she asked suddenly, "not being rich enough to buy all the books you want?”

“Their voices rose and fell, like the murmuring of two fountains answering each other across a garden full of flowers. At length, with a certain tender impatience, he turned to her and said: 'Love, why should we linger here? All eternity lies before us. Let us go down into that beautiful country together and make a home for ourselves on some blue hill above the shining river'.”

“But you'll get it back-you'll get it all back, with your face...”

“I don't know if I should care for a man who made life easy; I should want someone who made it interesting.”

“Why do we call all our generous ideas illusions, and the mean ones truths?”

“I want - I want somehow to get away with you into a world where words like that -categories like that- won't exist. Where we shall be simply two human beings who love each other, who are the whole of life to each other; and nothing else on earth will matter.”