For the realization of life comes only hand in hand with insanity.

The people who have come nearest to it carry the mark with them all their life.

For the fever of knowledge will scorch even those who peer over the sides of the cauldron." Lady Caroom helped herself to some more tea.
"Really, Arranmore," she drawled, "for sheer and unadulterated pessimism you are unsurpassed.

You must be a very morbid person." He shrugged his shoulders.
"One is always called morbid," he remarked, "who dares to look towards the truth." "There are people," Lady Caroom answered, "who look always towards the clouds, even when the sun is shining." "I am in the minority," Lord Arranmore said, smiling.

"I feel myself becoming isolated.