I do not believe that youth can love, because from the first it misapprehends the meaning of the term.

I believe that the gift of loving comes only to those who have reached the hills." She looked at him, a little surprised.

Always thoughtful, always sympathetic, generally stimulating, it was very seldom that she had heard him speak with so much real feeling.

Suddenly he turned his head from the sea.

His eyes seemed to challenge hers.
"Your question," he continued, "touches upon one of the great tragedies of life.