“The sunlight slipped over the polished leaves.”

“It was an ill-omened place. Death walked there in the sunlight.”

“The quivering, ardent sunlight showed him the lines of cruelty round the mouth as clearly as if he had been looking into a mirror after he had done some dreadful thing.”

“Beauty is a form of Genius--is higher, indeed, than Genius, as it needs no explanation. It is one of the great facts of the world, like sunlight, or springtime, or the reflection in the dark waters of that silver shell we call the moon. It cannot be questioned. It has divine right of sovereignty. It makes princes of those who have it.”

“It would leave no room for developments and I intend to develop in many directions.”

“The worst of having a romance of any kind is that it leaves one so unromantic.”

“If one cannot enjoy reading a book over and over again, there is no use in reading it at all.”