"Florentine... Florentine Lacasse... half song, half squalor, half springtime, half misery,the young man murmured."

"We're saying that Germany wants to destroy us. And right now in Germany a whole lot of good quiet people like us, no …"

"She too was standing in the lamp’s raw light. Her cheeks looked hollow, her lips too red, too bold."

"But Florentine was still riding the crest of her great wave...When it lifted her high she had to hold her breath. How…"

"The sun was already a bright, running brook. From the gables of the houses hung sharp-pointed icicles, like gleaming …"

"She moved slowly, and her coat, too tight, made her belly stick out more prominently. With the two dollars deep in he…"

"That was when she recognized love: this torture on seeing someone, the greater torture when he was out of sight, in s…"

"Because you’d be running after your own unhappiness."

"On the windowpanes came rattling fistfuls of shot, and the snow whirled and sifted beneath ill-fitting doors, slid in…"

"Could we ever know each other in the slightest without the arts?"