- Verden Fell: Christopher, not ten minutes ago I... I tried to kill a stray cat with a cabbage, and all but made love to the Lady Rowena. I succeeded is squashing the cabbage and badly frightening the lady. If only I could lay open my own brain as easily as I did that vegetable, what rot would be freed from its grey leaves?
- Verden Fell: The eyes, they confound me. There's a blankness, a mindless sort of malice in some Egyptian eyes. They do not readily yield up the mystery they hold.
- The Lady Rowena Trevanion: Has Ligeia's death changed him greatly?
- Christopher Gough: Well, he's certainly changed, but I never knew her.
- The Lady Rowena Trevanion: Was he always so morose?
- Christopher Gough: Bit mysterious, perhaps. Do you like him?
- The Lady Rowena Trevanion: I don't think so. But what has that to do with it?
- Christopher Gough: To do with what?
- The Lady Rowena Trevanion: With whom one is drawn to. Whom one loves. Even whom one marries!
- Verden Fell: [reading at Ligeia's funeral] "Man need not kneel before the angels, not lie in death forever, save through the weakness of his feeble will." Her words.
- Minister at Graveside: Blasphemy!
- Verden Fell: [closing book] Benediction.