Truth is naturally universal…and shines into many different windows, though many are clouded.

There was no such thing as pure happiness. How many years it took to learn that! Always some dark fretted thing which unbalanced the ease one had laboriously found.

…out in the world there was all the untried beckoning enchantments:dancing, sensuous music, merriment–and love.

Miranda looked up at him through a haze of desire, her will consumed by a fierce crackling heat, just like the dry twigs of the old woman’s fire.

Miranda was shocked to hear Nicholas speak of slavery in glowing terms, as an efficient agricultural system. This wasn’t the South! Yet as she surveyed her employer’s strong dark profile in secret from beneath her...

Yes,” Nicholas replied, in a bored voice. “The name is Dutch. Dragonwyck, meaning place of the dragon. It derives from an Indian legend about a flying serpent whose eyes were fire and whose flaming breath...