But life is a battle: may we all be enabled to fight it well!

Reserved people often really need the frank discussion of their sentiments and griefs more than the expansive.

I knew you would do me good in some way, at some time--I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you.

Gentle, soft dream, nestling in my arms now, you will fly, too, as your sisters have all fled before you: but kiss me before you go--embrace me, Jane.

Something of vengeance I had tasted for the first time; as aromatic wine it seemed, on swallowing, warm and racy: its after-flavour, metallic and corroding, gave me a sensation as if I had been poisoned.

It did not seem as if a prop were withdrawn, but rather as if a motive were gone: it was not the power to be tranquil which had failed me, but the reason for tranquility was no more.

What you want to ignite in others must first burn inside yourself.