In the majority of cases, conscience is an elastic and very flexible article

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

And yet I love him. I love him so much and so dearly, that when I sometimes think my life may be but a weary one, I am proud of it and glad of it. I am proud and glad to suffer something for him, even though it is of no service to him, and he will never know of it or care for it.

It is not easy to walk alone in the country without musing upon something.

I took her hand in mine, and we went out of the ruined place; and, as the morning mists had risen long ago when I first left the forge, so, the evening mists were rising now, and in all the broad expanse of tranquil light they showed to me, I saw no shadow of another parting from her.

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

Nobody near me here, but rats, and they are fine stealthy secret fellows.