“Altogether, a pleasant place, marred by activities of unpleasant people whose qualities, perhaps, are sad reflections of sadder environments.”

“The yearning sadness of a farewell stole plaintively across her heart as she recalled those sweet sessions when she stood with him in the shadowy upper reaches of the street listening to his murmured tale of woe. She felt that happiness being furtively withdrawn, stolen by sly hands which she could not resist. No longer would he feed the deep longing in her heart; no more could she escape, through him, those bleak lonelinesses which sometimes stole upon her.”

“We lived among people whose poverty could be seen in the length of their faces, in their tired speech and in the heaviness of their eyes.”

“The places that once knew [Marie Antoinette] now know her forever.”

“I don’t think there’s anything sadder than when two people are meant to be together and something intervenes.”

“People say we are defined by the choices that we make;”

“Spirit was a by-product of activity, like the reflection from a spinning fan blade, and our souls in the end did not reside within us but flowed outward from our movements.”