When they are gay, the waves echo their gaiety; but when they are sad, then every breaker, as it rolls, seems to bring additional sadness, and to speak to us of hopelessness and of the pettiness of all our joys. - Emmuska Orczy
His pride and her beauty had been in direct conflict, and his pride had remained the conqueror. - Emmuska Orczy
... you know my belief in bald-headed Fortune, with the one solitary hair. Well, I meant to grab that hair... - Emmuska Orczy