“Really," said Winifred suddenly; "it almost seems like Fate. Only that's so old-fashioned.”

“So this wonderful cityHas only dead ashes for me.”

“An epoch which had gilded individual liberty so that if a man had money he was free in law and fact, and if he had not money he was free in law and not in fact. An era which had canonized hypocrisy, so that to seem to be respectable was to be.”

“Youth to youth, like the dragon-flies chasing each other, and love like the sun warming them through and through.”

“Politics are popularly supposed to govern the direction, and statesmen to be the guardian angels, of Civilization. It seems to me that they have little or no power over its growth. They are of it, and move with it. Their concern is rather with the body than with the mind or soul of a nation. One needs not to be an engineer to know that to pull a man up a wall one must be higher than he; that to raise general taste one must have better taste than that of those whose taste he is raising.”

“Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.”

“Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.”