You are afraid of me, because I talk like a sphinx.

Make my happiness--I will make yours.

Friendship however is a plant which cannot be forced -- true friendship is no gourd spring up in a night and withering in a day.

But I tell you - and mark my words - you will come some day to a craggy pass in the channel, where the whole of life's stream will be broken up into whirl and tumult, foam and noise: either you will be dashed to atoms on crag points, or lifted up and borne on by some master-wave into a calmer current.

But where are you going to, Helen? Can you see? Do you know?-I believe; I have faith: I am going to God.-Where is God? What is God?-My maker and yours, who will never destroy what He created. I rely implicitly on His power, and confide wholly in His goodness: I count the hours till that eventful one arrives which shall restore me to Him, reveal Him to me.

If we would build on a sure foundation in friendship we must love friends for their sake rather than for our own.

Fair as a lily, and not only the pride of life, but the desire of his eyes