The man who cannot visualize a horse galloping on a tomato is an idiot.

(speaking of Ann Radcliffe) A work of art worthy of the name is one which gives us back the freshness of the emotions of childhood.

I am the soul in limbo.

At the word witch, we imagine the horrible old crones from Macbeth. But the cruel trials witches suffered teach us the opposite. Many perished precisely because they were young and beautiful.

Nothing that surrounds us is object, all is subject.

The imaginary is what tends to become real.