Too excited to be genuinely happy

His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before.

I should tell you that honestly, on my honour of a Nearwicked, I always think in a wordworth's of that primed favourite continental poet, Daunty, Gouty and Shopkeeper, A.G., whom the generality admoyers in this that is and that this is to come.

We are bound together by the sympathy of our antipathies.

Absence, the highest form of presence.

Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.

Always see a fellows weak point in his wife.