But curiosity is a restless and scrupulous passion, and no one girl can endure, with patience, that hers should be baffled by another.
What was the power that induced strong soldiers to put off their jackets and shirts, and present their hands to be tied up, and tortured for hours, it might be, under the scourge, with an air of ready...
You are mine, you shall be mine, you and I are one for ever.
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 ob...
...and to this hour the image of Carmilla returns to mind with ambiguous alterations--sometimes the playful, languid, beautiful girl; sometimes the writhing fiend I saw in the ruined church; and often...
Girls are caterpillars while they live in the world, to be finally butterflies when the summer comes; but in the meantime there are grubs and larvae, don't you see - each with their peculiar propensit...
But curiosity is a restless and unscrupulous passion, and no one girl can endure, with patience, that hers should be baffled by another.
The precautions of nervous people re infectious, and persons of a like temperament are pretty sure, after a time, to imitate them.
Mademoiselle De Lafontaine – in right of her father, who was a German, assumed to be psychological, metaphysical and something of a mystic – now declared that when the moon shone with a light so inten...
But to die as lovers may - to die together, so that they may live together.
No one likes a straight road but the man who pays for it, or who, when he travels, is brute enough to wish to get to his journey's end.
Jusging by the sour glance she threw on me as she said this, I concluded that I represented those 'late changes' to which all the sorrows of the house were referred. I felt unhappy under the ill-will...
I remember everything about it—with an effort. I see it all, as divers see what is going on above them, through a medium, dense, rippling, but transparent.
For some nights I slept profoundly; but still every morning I felt the same lassitude, and a languor weighed upon me all day. I felt myself a changed girl. A strange melancholy was stealing over me, a...
Although I felt very weak, I did not feel ill; and strength, one always fancies, is a thing that may be picked up when we please.
If your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours.
How marvellously lie our anxieties, in filmy layers, one over the other! Take away that which has lain on the upper surface for so long—the care of cares—the only one, as it seemed to you, between you...
You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me, and still come with me.
(...) and I tell you, Austin Ruthyn, if you won't look about and marry somebody, somebody may possibly marry you.
I am afraid we women are factionists; we always take a side, and nature has formed us for advocates rather than judges.
