Chicago has disappointed her enemies and astonished the world

His weakness was his belief that evil had boundaries.

I was born with the devil in me,' [Holmes] wrote. 'I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing.

Time lost can never be recovered...and this should be written in flaming letters everywhere.

I thought I'd go to a bookstore and see what moved me.

It was so easy to disappear, so easy to deny knowledge, so very easy in the smoke and din to mask that something dark had taken root. This was Chicago, on the eve of the greatest fair in history.

Beneath the stars the lake lay dark and sombre," Stead wrote, "but on its shores gleamed and glowed in golden radiance the ivory city, beautiful as a poet's dream, silent as a city of the dead.

I must confess a shameful secret: I love Chicago best in the cold.

Leaves hung in the stillness like hands of the newly dead.

. . . why some men choose to fill their brief allotment of time engaging the impossible, others in the manufacture of sorrow.

I'm very perverse. If someone tells me I have to read a book, I'm instantly disinclined to do so.

Autumn is the mellower season, and what we lose in flowers we more than gain in fruits.

When you control their water, you control the people.

When the war of the giants is over the wars of the pygmies will begin.

Insecurity is the result of trying to be secure.

But I wasn't the girl I'd been when I left, and I knew it.

For me, fiscal realism is not a betrayal of Labour values; it is the foundation by which we win the trust of the public.

With my brains and your looks, we could go places.

I see all of them. All the colors.

I will get married soon. It is in the pipeline. I believe in the institution of marriage.

Dying away from home, away from the soil of your birth - and to do so unseen and unmourned - is a profound horror.