I'm afraid I'm an incorrigible life-lover, life-wonderer, and adventurer.

I couldn't have spoken like this yesterday, because when we've been apart, and I'm looking forward to seeing you, every thought is burnt up in a great flame. But then you come; and you're so much more than I remembered, and what I want of you is so much more than an hour or two every now and then, with wastes of thirsty waiting between, that I can sit perfectly still beside you, like this, with that other vision in my mind, just quietly trusting it to come true.

It was too late for happiness - but not too late to be helped by the thought of what I had missed. That is all I haved lived on - don't take it from me now

Yes, you have been away a very long time.' 'Oh, centuries and centuries; so long,' she said, 'that I'm sure I'm dead and buried and this dear old place is heaven.

...every literature, in its main lines, reflects the chief characteristics of the people for whom, and about whom, it is written.

... caprice is as ruinous as routine.

She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves.