To love makes one solitary, she thought. She could tell nobody, not even Septimus now...

“All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.”

“But our hatred is almost indistinguishable from our love.”

“I feel that I have had a blow; but it is not, as I thought as a child, simply a…”

“I worship you, but I loathe marriage. I hate its smugness, its safety, its comp…”