And Marianne, who had the knack of finding her way in every house to the library, however it might be avoided by the family in general, soon procured herself a book.

If I could but know his heart, everything would become easy.

To wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect

But to appear happy when I am so miserable — Oh! who can require it?

Eleanor went to her room "where she was free to think and be wretched.

From a night of more sleep than she had expected, Marianne awoke the next morning to the same consciousness of misery in which she had closed her eyes.

The more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love. I require so much!

I come here with no expectations, only to profess, now that I am at liberty to do so, that my heart is and always will be...yours.

I can feel no sentiment of approbation inferior to love.

…told herself likewise not to hope. But it was too late. Hope had already entered…

If a book is well written, I always find it too short.

She who reconciles the ill-matched threadsOf her life, and weaves them gratefullyInto a single cloth – It’s she who drives the loudmouths from the hallAnd clears it for a different celebration.

The quieter we become the more we can hear the love language of God speaking to our hearts.

Royal Young's writing is that rare blend of irony and beauty.

If we stick together as an American people we can bring down the war criminals that are running our country right now.

Peace depends upon compromise among peoples who must live together long after our speeches are over, long after our votes have been tallied.

You should not take your intuitions at face value.

He [Andrew Carnegie] wanted people to be able to lift themselves, to educate themselves, to train themselves. And there was no better way to do that than with libraries.

I want to be positive and say: everything I've written will get made eventually.

I need him to know that I came for him. I need him to know that somehow, at some point in the tunnels, I began to love him.

The news and the truth are not the same thing.