The unforeseen, that strange, haughty power which plays with man, had seized Gauvain and held him fast.

“Let no one misunderstand our idea; we do not confound what are called 'politica…”

“There is suffering in the light; in excess it burns. Flame is hostile to the wi…”

“The sole social evil is darkness; humanity is identity, for all men are made of…”

“Unable to rid myself of it, since I heard your song humming ever in my head, be…”