I gave him my heart, and he took and pinched it to death; and flung it back to me.

Whatever our souls are made of, his and mine are the same.

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after.

Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.

Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said. 'It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God! Mr. Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!

I have dreamed in my life, dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they have gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind.

A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.

I will walk where my own nature would be leading.

No coward soul is mine.

I'm wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears, and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it, and in it.

Treachery and violence are spears pointed at both ends; they wound those who resort to them worse than their enemies.

It doesn't make a damned bit of difference who wins the war to someone who's dead.

Men and women who give [Christ] first place find that there is no need for anxiety about this world’s goods.

Frankly speaking, I'm not afraid of death. I don't endeavour to avert its advent. But I don't want to be a witness of it.

This is a nation that loves our freedom, loves our country.

Other effects in the show included models of the ships which were extremely expensive to make. We used to do our shots in front of a blue screen and they'd put the effects on after.

I think people who write for kids, we have that ability to go back into our own lives.

When you're around me, you're going to get glitter on you.

The French hold onto their traditions. I was always so alienated in America. My work was this constant reaction to that.

Pride and Prejudice' - perhaps more than any other Jane Austen book - is engrained in our literary consciousness.

it is the brevity of life which makes it tolerable; its experiences have value because they have an end.