The best you can hope for is a little peace and not too much remorse. Thoughts at peace under an English heaven.

There are violent things in my heart. Perhaps they have been festering there ever since that change. And now I have run in here to find some different pain, some mystery of myself to keep secret, something which, for this short time, is absolutely not Jack.

Of what value after all is a power which one could never use, or at any rate did not know how to use?

You talk of freedom — I've never had it! I've been lonely and miserable and in despair, and you want me to consent to all that all over again!

Yes, I am free, she said to herself, but it's not like ordinary freedom, it's being in hell, a brilliant lucid hell.

All dreams are sinister.

This is an age of demons and amoral angels and all sorts of deep fears, like the first centuries of the Christian era, it's an age of extreme solutions.

Magic besieges the religious life and men yearn to speak the language of angels.

He was glad she had come; she was for him, as he for her, 'another place'.