"Why is it that whenever I hear music I think I’m a bride?"
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"“God,” she cried, “what is love? Man seeking his own head? The human head, so rented by misery that even the teeth weigh! She couldn't tell me the truth because she had never planned it; her life was a continual accident, and how can you be prepared for that? Everything we can't bear in this world, some day we find in one person, and love it all at once.”"
"One's life is peculiar to one's own when one has invented it."
"A man's sorrow runs uphill; true it is difficult for him to bear, but it is also difficult for him to keep."
"Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them. Stretch it as thin as the temple flesh of an ailing woman and still it serves to ache the bone and to move the bone about; and in like manner the night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in a torment. We will find no comfort until the night melts away; until the fury of the night rots out its fire."
"Matthew,' she said, 'have you ever loved someone and it became yourself?' For a moment he did not answer. Taking up the decanter he held it to the light. 'Robin can go anywhere, do anything,' Nora continued, 'because she forgets, and I nowhere because I remember.' She came toward him. 'Matthew,' she said, 'you think I have always been like this. Once I was remorseless, but this is another love — it goes everywhere; there is no place for it to stop — it rots me away."
"I can draw and write, and you'd be foolish not to hire me."
"I've seen death and I didn't like it."
"One cup poured into another makes different waters; tears shed by one eye would blind if wept into another's eye. The breast we strike in joy is not the breast we strike in pain; any man's smile would be consternation on another's mouth."
"And must I, perchance, like careful writers, guard myself against the conclusions of my readers?"
"There's something evil in me that loves evil and degradation--purity's black backside! That loves honesty with a horrid love; or why have I always gone seeking it at the liar's door?"
"Only the impossible lasts forever."
"Of course I think of the past and of Paris, what else is there to remember?"
"No one will be much or little except in someone else's mind, so be careful of the minds you get into."
"Life is not to be told, call it as loud as you like, it will not tell itself."