Where do one’s fears come from? Where do they shape themselves? Where do they hide before coming out into the open?
There’s too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will. I might concede you the Devil. God doesn’t really need to punish us, Miss Barton. We’re so very busy punishing ourselves.
There are questions that you don’t ask because you’re afraid of the answers to them.
The human mind prefers to be spoon-fed with the thoughts of others, but deprived of such nourishment it will, reluctantly, begin to think for itself – and such thinking, remember, is original thinking and may have valuable results.
Sooner or later the shot in the dark went home.
In everybody’s life there are hidden chapters which they hope may never be known.
If suicide is your idea of escape from trouble then it doesn’t very much matter what the trouble is.
How strange that a girl could trouble your inmost soul so long as she kept her mouth shut, and that the moment she spoke the glamour could vanish as though it had never been.
Dogs are wise. They crawl away into a quiet corner and lick their wounds and do not rejoin the world until they are whole once more.