There is a cloud already in the sky, and it threatens an approaching storm." "Oh, my friend, why are you so blind, so weak, so self-deceived?
You are putting forth your hands to drag down the temple of happiness.
If it fall, it will crush you beneath a mass of ruins; and not you only, but the one you have so lately pledged yourself before God and his angels to love." "And I do love him as deeply as ever man was loved.

Oh that he knew my heart! He would not then shatter his image there.

He would not trifle with a spirit formed for intense, yielding, passionate love, but rigid as steel and cold as ice when its freedom is touched.

He should have known me better before linking his fate with mine." One of her darker moods had come upon Irene, and she was beating about in the blind obscurity of passion.

As she began to give utterance to complaining thoughts, new thoughts formed themselves, and what was only vague feelings grew into ideas of wrong; and these, when once spoken, assumed a magnitude unimagined before.