"I saw her, in the fire, but now. I hear her in music, in the wind, in the dead stillness of the night," returned the haunted man.

All partings foreshadow the great final one.

If you could see my legs when I take my boots off, you'd form some idea of what unrequited affection is.

Discipline must be maintained.

Are there no prisons?

He was a very young boy; quite a little child. His hair still hung in curls about his face, and his eyes were very bright; but their light was of Heaven, not earth.

Nothing of what is nobly done is ever lost.