In becoming dirt, she has been turned to stone. To touch her is to feel a chill.

“All their teeth are yellow. No tooth-brush ever entered that convent. Brushing …”

“Woe, alas, to those who have loved only bodies, forms, appearances! Death will …”

“It may be remarked in passing that success is an ugly thing. Men are deceived b…”

“To learn to read is to light a fire; every syllable that is spelled out is a sp…”