Beast?" Jane murmured. "Then God make me a beast; for, man or beast, I am yours.

I have discovered that the world over, unusual weather prevails at all times of the year.

I shall have to believe even though I cannot understand.

I loathed poverty and I would have liked to put my hands on the party who said that poverty is an honorable estate. It is an indication of inefficiency and nothing more. There is nothing honorable or fine about it.

We are, all of us, creatures of habit, and when the seeeming necessity for schooling ourselves in new ways ceases to exist, we fall naturally and easily into the manner and customs which long usage has implanted ineradicably within us.

Death, only, renders hope futile.

If I had followed my better judgment always, my life would have been a very dull one.