“Ah, it is the fault of our science that it wants to explain all; and if it explain not, then it says there is nothing to explain.”

We are all drifting reefwards now, and faith is our only anchor.

Euthanasia” is an excellent and comforting word! I am grateful to whoever invented it.

For life be, after all, only a waitin’ for somethin’ else than what we’re doin’; and death be all that we can rightly depend on.

Take me away from all this Death.

We learn of great things by little experiences.

Faith … that faculty which enables us to believe things which we know to be untrue.

There are darknesses in life and there are lights, and you are one of the lights, the light of all lights.

We are in Transylvania, and Transylvania is not England. Our ways are not your ways, and there shall be to you many strange things. Nay, from what you have told me of your experiences already, you know something of what strange things there may be.

But we are strong, each in our purpose, and we are all more strong together.

We are able to learn from a failure, but perhaps not much from a success!

I want to cut off her head and take out her heart.

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.

Then they will see that, perhaps, they too have some of the same fault in themselves – although perhaps it does not come out in the same way – and then they must try to conquer that fault.

Though sympathy alone can’t alter facts, it can help to make them more bearable.

I have learned not to think little of any one’s belief, no matter how strange it may be. I have tried to keep an open mind, and it is not the ordinary things of life that could close it, but the strange things, the extraordinary things, the things that make one doubt if they be mad or sane.

No man knows where the Castle of King Death is. All men and women, boys and girls, and even little wee children should so live that when they have to enter the Castle and see the grim King, they may not fear to behold his face.