[T]he merciful adjustment which nature makes when what cannot be cured must be endured.

These three ladies disliked and distrusted one another as heartily as the First Triumvirate of Rome, and their close alliance was probably for the same reason.

I'm tempting you with fine gifts until your girlish ideals are quite worn away and you are at my mercy.

Anyone as selfish and determined as you are is never helpless.

Every problem has two handles. You can grab it by the handle of fear or the handle of hope.

Perhaps - I want the old days back again and they'll never come back, and I am haunted by the memory of them and of the world falling about my ears.

Hush," he said. "I am asking you to marry me. Would you be convinced if I knelt down?