He lurks in out-of-the-way places and mopes, and he rarely springs out suddenly on unwary youth and maid, as he used to in the good old days before Darwin and La Rochefoucauld destroyed the beauty of the body and the beauty of the soul,--or man's belief in them, which is nearly the same.

Has not the one taught us to see the animal in the angel, and the other to detect the devil in the saint?
And yet we talk of our loves as angels and our departed parents as saints, in a gentle, commonplace fashion, as we talk of our articles of faith.

The only moderns who apostrophise love with any genuine success are those who smack their lips sensuously at his flesh and blood, because they are too blind to see the lovely soul that is enshrined therein, and they have too little wit to understand that soul and body are one.
Mr.Barker, who seemed to have the faculty of carrying on one conversation and listening to another at the same time, struck in when Claudius paused.
"The Professor, Countess," he began, "is one of those rare individuals who indulge in the most unbounded enthusiasm.

At the present time I think, with all deference to his superior erudition, that he is running into a dead wall.

We have seen something of the 'woman's rights' question in America.