And, even yet, I dare not let it languish, Dare not indulge in memory's rapturous pain; Once drinking deep of that divinest anguish, How could I seek the empty world again?

I have to remind myself to breathe -- almost to remind my heart to beat!

I have fled my country and gone to the heather.

I understand that most ladies tend to prefer lap dogs.... Perhaps I am an exception.

I have lost the faculty of enjoying their destruction, and I am too idle to destroy for nothing.

Hush, my darling! Hush, hush, Catherine! I'll stay. If he shot me so, I'd expire with a blessing on my lips.

A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.