I think I could see you depart, knowing that it was for ever, without a tear, were this sin not upon your head." "Your words are cruel, Kate; but you can not speak to my spirit in language more severe than it speaks momentarily to itself.

I never knew anything of punishment before; and the first lesson is a bitter one.
Your words touch me but little now, as the tree, when the axe has once girdled it, has no feeling for any further stroke.

Forbear then, dear Kate, as you love yourself.

Brood not upon a subject that brings pain with it to your own spirit, and has almost ceased, except in its consequences, to operate upon mine.

Let us now speak of those things which concern you nearly, and me not a little--of the only thing, which, besides this deed of death, troubles my thought at this moment.