The music throbbed in a voice of singular and delicate power; the air was resonant with melody, love and pain. The meanest Italian in the gallery far up beneath the ceiling, the most exalted of the land in the boxes… — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
“What I shall feel to-morrow I cannot tell. Maybe I shall go blind again, for women are never two days alike in their minds… — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
But paying is part of the game of life: it is the joy of buying that we crave. — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
“She was beginning to understand that evil is not absolute, and that good is often an occasion more than a condition.” — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
There is no refuge from memory and remorse in this world. The spirits of our foolish deeds haunt us, with or without repentance. — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
It's the people who try to be clever who never are; the people who are clever never think of trying to be. — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
In all secrets there is a kind of guilt, however beautiful or joyful they may be, or for what good end they may be… — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
The music throbbed in a voice of singular and delicate power; the air was resonant with melody, love and pain. The meanest Italian in… — Gilbert Parker Copy Share Image
