In books too, as well as in music, she courted the misery which a contrast between the past and present was certain of giving.

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.

...E non aspettarti una strada senza ostacoli, senza quel fuoco la tua luce si spegnerebbe. Usa la tempesta per liberarti".

It is never too late to go quietly to our lakes, rivers, oceans, even our small streams, and say to the sea gulls, the great blue herons, the bald eagles, the salmon, that we are sorry.

Obviously the horse can still do things that the gas car can never do, and the gas car will always be able to do things the electric car can't do. But they have really different uses and advantages.

Without peanuts, it isn't a cocktail party.

I have the skills to pay the bills; you know, I can really sing, and write great songs.

Begin to recognize prosperity everywhere, and rejoice in it.

From all these trees, in the salads, the soup, everywhere, cherry blossoms fall.

If you have your mind in the right direction, and your heart is full of the right kind of stuff, you'll succeed and you'll triumph over adversity, over really anything.

I have come to the conclusion that there is nothing good that doesn't have bad consequences and nothing bad that doesn't have good consequences.

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