She fell into the moody, miserable state of mind which often comes when strong wills have to yield to the inevitable.

I am not afraid of storms for I am learning how to sail my ship.

We all have our own life to pursue, our own kind of dream to be weaving, and we all have the power to make wishes come true, as long as we keep believing.

Cast your bread upon the waters, and after many days it will come back buttered.

People don't have fortunes left them in that style nowadays; men have to work and women to marry for money. It's a dreadfully unjust world.

So she doesn't call desertion, poverty, and hard work troubles? She's a brave little girl, and I shall be proud to know her.

Mothers can forgive anything! Tell me all, and be sure that I will never let you go, though the whole world should turn from you.