...when London is a grass-grown path and all those hurrying along the pavement this Wednesday morning are but bones with a few wedding rings mixed up in their dust and the gold stoppings of innumerable decayed teeth

“…the cardinal labor of composition, which is excision…”

“Yes, she thought, laying down her brush in extreme fatigues, I have had my visi…”

“Her eyes were full of a hot liquid (she did not think of tears at first) which,…”

“Nothing, however, can be more arrogant, though nothing is commoner than to assu…”