We are never half so interesting when we have learned that language is given us to enable us to conceal our thoughts.

Perhaps. . .love unfolded naturally out of a beautiful friendship, as a golden-hearted rose slipping from its green sheath.

Don't be ridiculous, please.' The most insulting words in the world!

Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.

The woods are never solitary — they are full of whispering, beckoning, friendly life. But the sea is a mighty soul, forever moaning of some great, unshareable sorrow, which shuts it up into itself for all eternity. We can never pierce its infinite mystery — we may only wander, awed and spellbound, on the outer fringe of it. The woods call to us with a hundred voices, but the sea has one only — a mighty voice.

Gilbert, I'm afraid I'm scandalously in love with you.

A bosom friend - an intimate friend, you know - a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul.