“What kind of man the mendicant?Look inward you who ask;For every man's a mendicantBehind his haughty mask.”

“Stealing a man's wife, that's nothing, but stealing his car, that's larceny.”

“I had killed a man, for money and a woman. I didn't have the money and I didn't have the woman.”

“You can't fall in love with a man for who he is, and then expect him to change. Just love him, and if he's worth his salt, he'll give you what you need and be the man you need him to be.”

“A year and a half had indeed made some changes in Veda's appearance. She was still no more than medium height, but her haughty carriage made her seem taller. The hips were as slim as ever, but had taken on some touch of voluptuousness. The legs were Mildred's, to the last graceful contour. But the most noticeable change was what Monty brutally called the Dairy: two round, swelling protuberances that had appeared almost overnight on the high, arching chest. They would have been large, even for a woman: but for a child of thirteen they were positively startling. Mildred had a mystical feeling about them: they made her think tremulously of Love, Motherhood, and similar milky concepts.”

“Where there is no law, but every man does what is right in his own eyes, there is the least of liberty.”

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