"He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart."
"There are only the pursued, the pursuing, the busy, and the tired."
"It is invariably saddening to look through new eyes at things upon which you have expended your own powers of adjustment."
"Angry, and half in love with her, and tremendously sorry, I turned away."
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