To you I shall say, as I have often said before, Do not be in a hurry, the right man will come at last.

There are secrets in all families.

And pictures of perfection, as you know, make me sick and wicked.

I trust that absolutes have gradations.

You have no ambition, I well know. Your wishes are all moderate.' 'As moderate as those of the rest of the world, I believe. I wish as well as every body else to be perfectly happy, but like every body else it must be in my own way. Greatness will not make me so.

Mary wished to say something very sensible, but knew not how.

Each found her greatest safety in silence.