He was the first to recognise me, and to love what he saw.

I can but die... and I believe in God. Let me try and wait His will in silence.

My home is humble and unattractive to strangers, but to me it contains what I shall find nowhere else in the world - the ... affection which brothers and sisters feel for each other.

Silence is of different kinds, and breathes different meanings.

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

Life is so constructed, that the event does not, cannot, will not, match the expectation.

What the deuce is to do now?