It would be a comfort, she felt, to lean; to sit down; yes, to lie down; never, never, never to get up again.

“The very stone one kicks with one's boot will outlast Shakespeare.”

“Never pretend that the things you haven't got are not worth having. Never prete…”

“Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still at…”

“Suppose the looking glass smashes, the image disappears, and the romantic figur…”