It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crops

... happy husbands and wives can hear each other say the same thing over and over again without being tired.

Unwonted circumstances may make us all rather unlike ourselves: there are conditions under which the most majestic person is obliged to sneeze, and our emotions are liable to be acted on in the same incongruous manner.

Susceptible persons are more affected by a change of tone that by unexpected words.

Souls live on in perpetual echoes.

That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.

There is a mercy which is weakness, and even treason against the common good.