My soul is the mirror of the universe$$$ and my body is its frame.

Humankind differs from the animals only by a little and most people throw that away.

Lord! Haven't I seen you with the greatest authors in your hands$$$ and don't I know how ready your attention is to wander when it's a book that asks for it$$$ instead of a person?

If it's any comfort to you$$$ collar me again. You don't in the least know how to do it; but I'll overlook your awkwardness in consideration of your feelings.

What lurking temptations to forbidden tenderness find their finding-places in a woman's dressing-gown$$$ when she is alone in her room at night!

The mystery which underlies the beauty of women is never raised above the reach of all expression until it has claimed kindred with the deeper mystery in our own souls.

The explanation has been written already in the three words that were many enough$$$ and plain enough$$$ for my confession. I loved her.

I never paid you a compliment$$$ Rachel$$$ in my life. Successful love may sometimes use the language of flattery$$$ I admit. But hopeless love$$$ dearest$$$ always speaks the truth.

Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.

By thy long grey beard and glittering eye$$$ Now wherefore stopp'st thou me?