“You seem to have quite a taste for discussing these horrible subjects," she said, rather scornfully; "you ought to have been a detective police officer.""I sometimes think I should have been a good one.""Why?""Because I am patient.”

“You seem to have quite a taste for discussing these horrible subjects," she said, rather scornfully; "you ought to have been a detective police officer.""I sometimes think I should have been a good one.""Why?""Because I am patient.”

“Exceptional talent does not always win its reward unless favoured by exceptional circumstances.”

“You seem to have quite a taste for discussing these horrible subjects," she said, rather scornfully; "you ought to have been a detective police officer.""I sometimes think I should have been a good one.""Why?""Because I am patient.”

“Phoebe Marks was a person who never lost her individuality. Silent and self-contained, she seemed to hold herself within herself, and take no colour from the outer world.”

“. . . when the horror of his grief was new to him, and every object in life, however trifling or however important, seem saturated with his one great sorrow.”

“Surely a pretty woman never looks prettier than when making tea.”

“. . . and he knew that our dreams are none the less terrible to lose, because they have never been the realities for which we have mistaken them.”

“Do you think I will suffer myself to be baffled?”

“That he will haunt the footsteps of his enemy after death is the one revenge which a dying man can promise himself; and if men had power thus to avenge themselves the earth would be peopled with phantoms. ("Eveline's Visitant")”