Do all the good you can and make as little fuss about it as possible.

I loved you madly; in the distasteful work of the day, in the wakeful misery of the night, girded by sordid realities, or wandering through Paradises and Hells of visions into which I rushed, carrying your image in my arms, I loved you madly.

I'll tell you," said she, in the same hurried passionate whisper, "what real love it. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, utter submission, trust and belief against yourself and against the whole world, giving up your whole heart and soul to the smiter - as I did!

Being that rare sort of old girl that she receives Good to her arms without a hint that it might be Better and catches light from any little spot of darkness near her.

There is something in sickness that breaks down the pride of manhood.

My meaning is, that no man can expect his children to respect what he degrades.

Meow says the cat ,quack says the duck , Bow wow wow says the dog ! Grrrr!