A real flame of love is a subtle thing. It burns as a will-o'-the-wisp, dancing onward to fairy lands of delight. It roars as a furnace. Too often je… - Theodore Dreiser

"So they decided against me. Now I will have to go through that door after all, — like all those others. They'll draw the curtains for me, too. Into that other room — then back across the passage — saying good-bye as I go, like those others. I will not be here any more." He seemed to be going over each step in his mind — each step with which he was so familiar, only now, for the first time, he was living it for himself.

When waters engulf us we reach for a star.

the practice of medicine in a large and kindly way had led him to the conclusion that there are more things in heaven and earth than are dreamed of in our philosophies and in our small neighborhood relationships.