She writhes under her life. A woman more angry, passionate, reckless, and revengeful never lived.

"Oh!" said my aunt, "I was not aware at first to whom I had the pleasure of objecting."

Some people are nobody's enemies but their own

[S]he stood for some moments gazing at the sisters, with affection beaming in one eye, and calculation shining out of the other.

In the Destroyer's steps there spring up bright creations that defy his power, and his dark path becomes a way of light to Heaven.

I never had one hour's happiness in her society, and yet my mind all round the four-and-twenty hours was harping on the happiness of having her with me unto death.

I never thought before, that there was a woman in the world who could affect me so much by saying so little. But don't be hard in your construction of me. You don't know what my state of mind towards you is. You don't know how you haunt and bewilder me. You don't know how the cursed carelessness that is over-officious in helping me at every other turning of my life WON'T help me here. You have struck it dead, I think, and I sometimes wish you had struck me dead along with it.