“(...) You cruel creature, little mite of a thing with a heart the size of a fullstop.”

“...his monstrous dreams, peopled by ape-like creatures and by harlots with gleaming jewel eyes..”

“Gazing up into the darkness I saw myself as a creature driven and derided by vanity; and my eyes burned with anguish and anger.”

“He thought that he was sick in his heart if you could be sick in that place.”

“It is a curious thing, do you know, Cranly said dispassionately, how your mind is supersaturated with the religion in which you say you disbelieve.”

“Have read little and understood less.”

“That is horse piss and rotted straw, he thought. It is a good odour to breathe. It will calm my heart. My heart is quite calm now. I will go back.”