... because I have fallen in love with so many pretty girls and never once the least bit with any man.
Some stories are so familiar its like going home.
There are many Beths in the world, shy and quiet, sitting in corners till needed, and living for others so cheerfully that no one sees the sacrifices till the little cricket on the hearth stops chirping, and the sweet, sunshiny presence vanishes, leaving silence and shadow behind.
Dear me! how happy and good we'd be, if we had no worries!
To most the end comes as naturally and simply as sleep.
where I wholly love I wholly trust.