Her heart longed for some ark into which it could fly and be at rest. Rough or smooth she did not care, so long as it was warm.

Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change.

To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.

The resolution to avoid an evil is seldom framed till the evil is so far advanced as to make avoidance impossible.

That aspects are within us; and who seems Most kingly is the King.

O, you have torn my life all to pieces... made me be what I prayed you in pity not to make me be again!

A woman would rather visit her own grave than the place where she has been young and beautiful after she is aged and ugly.

You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart--your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite-- not a woman!

Do not do an immoral thing for moral reasons.

The perfect woman, you see [is] a working-woman; not an idler; not a fine lady; but one who [uses] her hands and her head and her heart for the good of others.

Why is it that a woman can see from a distance what a man cannot see close?

Don’t let any situation intimidate you, defeat you, or conquer you. you are stronger and smarter than anything that challenges you.

Before you can see the Light, you have to deal with the darkness.

When the words have been said and the music has been played, feelingsare the only form of art which will remain to reign.

His ignorance is encyclopedic.

Are you telling me that vampires and werewolves are the reason America won the Revolutionary War?, ” I asked, dumbfounded.

Ranger fans are the rudest and they're proud of it, I'm sure.

I live my life, breathless... A life of constant motion and excitement. A life that many will envy and most would avoid!

Love and trust, in the space between what’s said and what’s heard in our life, can make all the difference in the world.

We have passed a lot of water since then.

Even the most perfect reproduction of a work of art is lacking in one element: its presence in time and space, its unique existence at the place where it happens to be.