Don't think of what's past!" said she. "I am not going to think outside of now. Why should we! Who knows what tomorrow has in store?

This hobble of being alive is rather serious, don’t you think so?

A strong woman who recklessly throws away her strength, she is worse than a weak woman who has never had any strength to throw away.

You ride well, but you don't kiss nicely at all.

I may do some good before I am dead--be a sort of success as a frightful example of what not to do; and so illustrate a moral story.

We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.

You could sometimes see her twelfth year in her cheeks, or her ninth sparkling from her eyes; and even her fifth would flit over the curves of her mouth now and then.