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.

Your voice and music are the same to me.

An inebriated elderly gentleman in the last depths of shabbiness... played the calm and virtuous old men.

Good never come of such evil, a happier end was not in nature to so unhappy a beginning.

Thus violent deeds live after men upon the earth, and traces of war and bloodshed will survive in mournful shapes long after those who worked the desolation are but atoms of earth themselves.

I went away, dear Agnes, loving you. I stayed away, loving you. I returned home, loving you!

We are so very 'umble.