Baroness Orczy

Your mock saint who stands in a niche is not a woman if she have not suffered, still less a woman if she have not sinned. Fall at the feet of your idol as you wish, but drag her down to your level after that — the only level she should ever reach, that of your heart.

“Your mock saint who stands in a niche is not a woman if she have not suffered, still less a woman if she have not … Read More

I take it, sir, that you do not approve of our new society.” “Approval, sir, in my opinion, demands the attainment of perfection. And in that sense, you rather overrate the charms of your society. I’faith, for one thing, it does seem monstrous ill-dressed for any society, even a new one.

“I take it, sir, that you do not approve of our new society.” “Approval, sir, in my opinion, demands the attainment of perfection. And in … Read More

A surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate. The hour, some little time before sunset, and the place, the West Barricade, at the very spot where, a decade later, a proud tyrant raised an undying monument to the nation’s glory and his own vanity.

“A surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, … Read More

Now, when their glances met, they understood one another. The power that lay within both their souls had met, and, as it were, clasped hands. They accepted one another’s sacrifice. Hers, mayhap, was the more complete of the two, because for her his absence would mean weary waiting, the dull heartache so terrible to bear.

“Now, when their glances met, they understood one another. The power that lay within both their souls had met, and, as it were, clasped hands. … Read More