in came ... a baby, eloquent as infancy usually is, and like most youthful orators, more easily heard than understood.

Farewell's a bitter word to say.

The fearless make their own way.

doubts, like facts, are stubborn things.

... true love is like religion, it hath its silence and its sanctity.

Whenever I hear a man talking of the advantages of our ill-used sex, I look upon it as the prelude to some new act of authority.

Eyes that droop like summer flowers.