No, thank you, I don't mind the rain,' I said. I always lacked common sense when taken by surprise.
No generous mind delights to oppress the weak, but rather to cherish and protect.
There is always a but in this imperfect world.
To wheedle and coax is safer than to command.
Because I imagine there must be only a very, very few men in the world, that I should like to marry; and of those few, it is ten to one I may never be acquainted with one; or if I should, it is twenty to one he may not happen to be single, or to take a fancy to me.
My soul is awakened, my spirit is soaring and carried aloft on the wings of the breeze.