...for love casts out fear, and gratitude can conquer pride.

So she enjoyed herself heartily, and found, what isn't always the case, that her granted wish was all she had hoped.

Prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well.

He was the first, the only love her life, and in a nature like hers such passions take deep root and die-hard.

Love is a beautifier.

Jo's breath gave out here, and wrapping her head in the paper, she bedewed her little story with a few natural tears, for to be independent and earn the praise of those she loved were the dearest wishes of her heart, and this seemed to be the first step toward that happy end.

I went [to war] because I couldn't help it. I didn't want the glory or the pay; I wanted the right thing done.