On the church vaulting above was the clock-face of eternity, void of number and serving as its own hand, only one black finger was pointing and the dead wanted to tell the time by it.

Fine minds are seldom fine souls.

Music is the moonlight in the gloomy night of life.

the flute is the true magical rod that changes all it touches in the inward world; an enchanter's wand at which the secret depths of the soul open. The inward world is the true world," said Vult; "the moonlight that shines into our hearts.

Courage consists, not in blindly overlooking danger, but in seeing and conquering it.

Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness or else forgiving another.

The Fates and Furies, as well as the Graces and Sirens, glide with linked hands over life.

How alone everyone is in the vast tomb of the universe!

She knew of a woman who had entered such a bargain at a large automobile manufacturer in 1973 and successfully managed to keep her accounting position for over four decades.