To prolong doubt was to prolong hope.
I tired of the routine of eight years in one afternoon.
What the deuce is to do now?
You are human and fallible.
Children can feel, but they cannot analyse their feelings; and if the analysis is partially effected in thought, they know not how to express the result of the process in words.
But solitude is sadness.' 'Yes; it is sadness. Life, however, has worse than that. Deeper than melancholy lies heart-break.