“She used to place her pretty arms about my neck, draw me to her, and laying her cheek to mine, murmur with her lips near my ear, “Dearest, your little heart is wounded; think me not cruel because I obey… — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“And when she had spoken such a rhapsody, she would press me more closely in her trembling embrace, and her lips in soft kisses… — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“The world," he resumed after a short pause, "has no faith in any man's conversion; it never forgets what he was, it never believes… — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“Perhaps other souls than human are sometimes born into the world, and clothed in flesh.” — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“She used to place her pretty arms about my neck, draw me to her, and laying her cheek to mine, murmur with her lips… — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
“The world is a parable-the habitation of symbols-the phantoms of spiritual things immortal shown in material shape.” — Sheridan Le Fanu Copy Share Image
