She felt a dizzying vertigo, as if she stood on the edge of a great chasm, and the ground had just shifted a little under her feet. What sort of arrogance did she have, even to imagine reaching back into the past and making changes? Who am I, she thought, if I dare to answer prayers intended for the gods?

His vices were the vices of his time and culture, but his virtues transcended the milieu of his life

You're very good at this. Practice a little more, so it doesn't sound memorized, and speeches like that will make your fortune, I promise you

They were right even though there was no way, no sensible way, no logical way they could be right

Look in my face; my name is Might-have-been; I am also called No-more, Too-late, Farewell.

A dark unfathom'd tide Of interminable pride - A mystery, and a dream, Should my early life seem.

I had a consuming ambition to possess a miller's thumb. I believe I have never since wanted anything more desperately than I wanted my right thumb to be flatte…