Were all men equal to-night, some would get the start by rising an hour earlier to-morrow.

All the earth, though it were full of kind hearts, is but a desolation and desert place to a mother when her only child is absent.

I look at [books] as a child looks at cakes - with glittering eyes and a watering mouth, imagining the pleasure that awaits him.

Only you're right in saying she's too good an opinion of herself to think of you. The saucy jade! I should like to know where she'd find a better!

She had a fierce pleasure in the idea of telling Margaret unwelcome truths, in the shape of performance of duty.

How shall I ever tell Aunt Shaw?' she whispered, after some time of delicious silence. 'Let me speak to her.' 'Oh, no! I owe it to her, - but what will she say?' 'I can guess. Her first exclamation will be, "That man!" ' 'Hush!' said Margaret, 'or I shall try and show you your mother's indignant tones as she says, "That woman!"

I would far rather have two or three lilies of the valley gathered for me by a person I like, than the most expensive bouquet that could be bought!