... it is one thing to like defiance, and another thing to like its consequences.

Some people are born to make life pretty, and others to grumble that it is not pretty enough.

The rich ate and drank freely, accepting gout and apoplexy as things that ran mysteriously in respectable families.

The right to rebellion is the right to seek a higher rule, and not to wander in mere lawlessness.

Poor fellow! I think he is in love with you.' I am not aware of it. And to me it is one of the most odious things in a girl's life, that there must always be some supposition of falling in love coming between her and any man who is kind to her... I have no ground for the nonsensical vanity of fancying everybody who comes near me is in love with me.

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

I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.