. . . those who worship the Black One [i.e. the Devil], at last the Black One takes by the throat. - H. Rider Haggard

Women love the last blow as well as the last word, and when they fight for love they are pitiless as a wounded buffalo.

. . . the extreme of unmorality is as fascinating to study as the extreme virtue and often more so.

. . . why do you seek to peer into the future, which from day to day will unroll itself as does a scroll? Be content with the present, man, and take what Fate gives you of good or ill, not seeking to learn what offerings he hides beneath his robe in the days and the years and the centuries to come.