And the summer seems as though it would dream on for ever.
She made him think of his mother, of his nurse, of all things kind and comforting, besides having the attraction of not being his mother or his nurse.
What a blessing it is to love books.
Guests can be, and often are, delightful, but they should never be allowed to get the upper hand.
I want to be as idle as I can, so that my soul may have time to grow.
Well, I for one am unable to imagine how anybody who lives with an intelligent and devoted dog can every be lonely.