Liberty must not be abused.

All the worse for the undeniable talent which hides the evil so subtly and makes the danger so delightful.

. . . for when women are the advisers, the lords of creation don't take the advice till they have persuaded themselves that it is just what they intended to do. Then they act upon it, and, if it succeeds, they give the weaker vessel half the credit of it. If it fails, they generously give her the whole.

[She was] kept there in the sort of embrace a man gives to the dearest creature the world holds for him.

Back to him she would never go, but in her lonely life still lived the sweet memory of that happy time when she believed in him and he was all in all to her.

To be strong, and beautiful, and go round making music all the time. Yes, she could do that, and with a very earnest prayer Polly asked for the strength of an upright soul, the beauty of a tender heart, the power to make her life a sweet and stirring song, helpful while it lasted, remembered when it died.

I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands." "They're not empty now.