love is so very subtle an essence, such an indefinable metaphysical marvel, that its due force, though very cruelly felt by the sufferer himself, is never clearly understood by those who look on at its torments and wonder why he takes the common fever so badly.
Mary Elizabeth BraddonWhen once estrangement has arisen between those who truly love each other, everything seems to widen the breach.
Mary Elizabeth BraddonParis is a mighty schoolmaster, a grand enlightener of the provincial intellect.
Mary Elizabeth Braddon