Men little know when they say hard things to us how well we remember them, and how much harm they do us.

I roused myself from the book which I was dreaming over rather than reading, and left my chambers to meet the cool night air in the suburbs.

I am thinking,’ he remarked quietly, ’whether I shall add to the disorder in this room, by scattering your brains about the fireplace.

But, ah me! where is the faultless human creature who can persevere in a good resolution, without sometimes failing and falling back?

Well may your heart believe the truths Well may your heart believe the truths I tell; 'Tis virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell.

I never paid you a compliment, Rachel, in my life. Successful love may sometimes use the language of flattery, I admit. But hopeless love, dearest, always speaks the truth.

Our words are giants when they do us an injury, and dwarfs when they do us a service.