We are not in a mincing lady's boudoir; we are, as it were, two abstract beings in a balloon, who have met in order to speak out the truth.

“I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can't help re-living …”

“Just try to suppose that I may not know how to behave with dignity. That is, pe…”

“That there was, indeed, beauty and harmony in those abnormal moments, that they…”

“We are citizens of eternity.”