"Première communion de jeunes filles chlorotiques par un temps de neige."

"Marche Funèbre composée pour les Funérailles d'un grand homme sourd."

"My aim is not to charm, but to be true; my art is to say all."

"I shall leave this farm-house very soon. The people are all right, but they are people, and therefore insufferable."

"Outside everything was uncannily visible in the light of the full moon, but here in the dark shaded alleys the night …"

"In her fantastic mood she stretched her soft, clasped hands upward toward the moon. 'Sweet moon,' she said in a kind …"

"The air seemed to be filled with the perfume of some bitter spice. Viola could fancy almost that she saw a smoldering…"

"Once more the music came. This time it was a dance of caprice, pelting along over the violin-strings, leaping, laughi…"

"On bitter nights in winter the moon called her and she came, when the breath was vapor, and the trees that circled he…"

"How madly she danced that night!"