Presentiments are strange things: and so are sympathies; and so are signs; and the three combined make one mystery to which humanity has not yet found the key.

For I too liked reading, thought of a frivolous and childish kind; I could not digest or comprehend the serious or substantial.

I knew, you would do me good, in some way, at some time;- I saw it in your eyes when I first beheld you: their expression and smile did not- (again he stopped)- did not (he proceeded hastily) strike delight to my very inmost heart so for nothing.

I don't call you handsome, sir, though I love you most dearly: far too dearly to flatter you. Don't flatter me.

It would not be wicked to love me." "It would to obey you.

I think you will learn to be natural with me, as I find it impossible to be conventional with you

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.