O, if the deeds of human creatures could be traced to their source, how beautiful would even death appear; for how much charity, mercy, and purified affection would be seen to have their growth in dusty graves!

The beating of my heart was so violent and wild that I felt as if my life were breaking from me.

A merry Christmas to everybody! A happy New Year to all the world!

The town was glad with morning light; places that had shown ugly and distrustful all night long, now wore a smile; and sparkling sunbeams dancing on chamber windows, and twinkling through blind and curtain before sleepers’ eyes, shed light even into dreams, and chased away the shadows of the night.

But injustice breeds injustice; the fighting with shadows and being defeated by them necessitates the setting up of substances to combat.

I never see any difference in boys. I only know two sorts of boys. Mealy boys and beef-faced boys.

I found every breath of air, and every scent, and every flower and leaf and blade of grass and every passing cloud, and everything in nature, more beautiful and wonderful to me than I had ever found it yet. This was my first gain from my illness. How little I had lost, when the wide world was so full of delight for me.