A Solitary Life Cherishes Mere Fancies Until

Similarity Of Opinion Is Not Always—i Think Not Often—needed For Fullness And Perfection Of Love.

It Had Been A Royal Time Of Luxury To Him, With All Its Stings And Contumelies, Compared To The Poverty That Crept Round And Clipped The Anticipation Of The Future Down To Sordid Fact, And Life Without An Atmosphere Of Either Hope Or Fear.

Sometimes One Likes Foolish People For Their Folly, Better Than Wise People For Their Wisdom.

She Had A Fierce Pleasure In The Idea Of Telling Margaret Unwelcome Truths, In The Shape Of Performance Of Duty.

A Girl In Love Will Do A Good Deal.