The peace and beauty of a spring day had descended upon the earth like a benediction.

I would give up the unessential; I would give my money, I would give my life for my children; but I wouldn't give myself.

I don't mind walking. I always feel so sorry for women who don't like to walk; they miss so much--so many rare little glimpses of life; and we women learn so little of life on the whole.

but whatever came, she had resolved never again to belong to another than herself.

It is greater than the stars - that moving procession of human energy; greater than the palpitating earth and the things growing thereon.

Why?" asked her companion. "Why do you love him when you ought not to?" Edna, with a motion or two, dragged herself on her knees before Mademoiselle Reisz, who took the glowing face between her two hands. "Why? Because his hair is brown and grows away from his temples; because he opens and shuts his eyes, and his nose is a little out of drawing; because he has two lips and a square chin, and a little finger which he can't straighten from having played baseball too energetically in his youth. Because - " "Because you do, in short," laughed Mademoiselle.

The voice of the sea speaks to the soul.