Nothing remained but loneliness and grief.

A kiss for a blow is always best, though it's not very easy to give it sometimes.

Jo's ambition was to do something very splendid; what it was she had no idea, as yet, but left it for time to tell her.

I did fail, say what you will, for Jo wouldn't love me.

...and clung more closely to the dear human love, from which our Father never means us to be weaned, but through which He draws us closer to Himself.

The rooms were very still while the pages were softly turned and the winter sunshine crept in to touch the bright heads and serious faces with a Christmas greeting.

The violin - that most human of all instruments.