While I loved, and while I was loved, what an existence I enjoyed!

Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.

The trouble is not that I am single and likely to stay single, but that I am lonely and likely to stay lonely.

I could not help it: the restlessness was in my nature; it agitated me to pain sometimes.

I have for the first time found what I can truly love- I have found you. You are my sympathy-my better self-my good angel-I am bound to you with a strong attachment.

I longed for a power of vision which might overpass that limit; which might reach the busy world, towns, regions full of life I had heard of but never seen: that I desired more of practical experience than I possessed; more of intercourse with my kind, of acquaintance with variety of character, than was here within my reach.

... and she held out a pretty gold ring. 'Put it,' she said, 'on the fourth finger of my left hand, and I am yours and you are mine; and we shall leave Earth and make our own Heaven yonder.'