We are not apt to fear for the fearless, when we are companions in their danger.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

Character is not cut in marble - it is not something solid and unalterable. It is something living and changing, and may become diseased as our bodies do.

A girl of eighteen imagines the feelings behind the face that has moved her with its sympathetic youth as easily as primitive people imagined the humors of the gods in fair weather. What is she to believe in if not in this vision woven from within?

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.

Every woman is supposed to have the same set of motives, or else to be a monster.

Friendship is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person, having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words.