Look twice before you leap.

The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye.

Take my love. One day share my life. Be my dearest, first on earth.

You know full well as I do the value of sisters' affections: There is nothing like it in this world.

I have a strange feeling with regard to you. As if I had a string somewhere under my left ribs, tightly knotted to a similar string in you. And if you were to leave I'm afraid that cord of communion would snap. And I have a notion that I'd take to bleeding inwardly. As for you, you'd forget me.

Neither birth nor sex forms a limit to genius.

I had not intended to love him; the reader knows I had wrought hard to extirpate from my soul the germs of love there detected; and now, at the first renewed view of him, they spontaneously revived, great and strong! He made me love him without looking at me.