The ideal story is that of two people who go into love step for step, with a fluttered consciousness, like a pair of children venturing together into a dark room.

Well, well, Henry James is pretty good, though he is of the nineteenth century, and that glaringly.

You seem to me to be a pretty lucky young man; keep your eyes open to your mercies. That part of piety is eternal; and the man who forgets to be grateful has fallen asleep in life.

Once you are married, there is nothing left for you, not even suicide.

My devil had been long caged, he came out roaring

Give us grace and strength to forbear and to persevere. Give us courage and gaiety and the quiet mind, spare to us our friends, soften to us our enemies.

Be what you are, and become what you are capable of becoming.