I wanted to see the place where Margaret grew to what she is, even at the worst time of all, when I had no hope of ever calling her mine.
Take care. If you do not speak – I shall claim you as my own in some strange presumptuous way. Send me away at once, if I must go; – Margaret! –
Loyalty and obedience to wisdom and justice are fine; but it is still finer to defy arbitrary power, unjustly and cruelly used–not on behalf of ourselves, but on behalf of others more helpless.
I’ll not listen to reason… reason always means what someone else has got to say.
But suppose it was truth double strong, it were no truth to me if I couldna take it in. I daresay there’s truth in yon Latin book on your shelves; but it’s gibberish and no truth to me, unless I know the meaning o’ the words.
Sometimes one likes foolish people for their folly, better than wise people for their wisdom.
He shrank from hearing Margaret’s very name mentioned; he, while he blamed her – while he was jealous of her – while he renounced her – he loved her sorely, in spite of himself.
A wise parent humors the desire for independent action, so as to become the friend and advisor when his absolute rule shall cease.
Her mouth was wide; no rosebud that could only open just enough to let out a ‘yes’ and ‘no’, and ‘an’t please you, sir’.
The French girls would tell you, to believe that you were pretty would make you so.
…I have never seen mountains before, and they fill me and oppress me so much that I could not sleep; I must keep awake this first night, and see that they don’t fall on the earth and overwhelm it.” [- Miss Benson to her brother, Thurstan]
…somehow, the very errors and faults of one individual served to call out the higher excellencies in another, and so they re-acted upon each other, and the result of short discords was exceeding harmony and peace.
He may care for her, though she really has been almost rude to him at times. But she! – why, Margaret would never think of him, I’m sure! Such a thing has never entered her head.””Entering her heart would do.
My father was a man, and I know the sex pretty well.
Miss Benson had the power; which some people have, of carrying her wishes through to fulfillment; her will was strong, her sense was excellent, and people yielded to her – they did not know why.
But the future must be met, however stern and iron it be.
Her thoughts are full of other things just now; and people have such different ways of showing feeling: some by silence, some by words.
Ask , and it shall be given until you. That is no vain or untried promise, Ruth!
A little credulity helps one on through life very smoothly — better than always doubting and doubting and seeing difficulties and disagreeables in everything.
If she lives, she shall be my wedded wife. If she dies–mother, I can’t speak of what I shall feel if she dies.” His voice was choked in his throat.
He came up straight to her father, whose hands he took and wrung without a word – holding them in his for a minute or two, during which time his face, his eyes, his look, told of more sympathy than could be put into words.
No one loves me, – no one cares for me, but you, mother.
He swallowed down the dry choking sobs which had been heaving up from his heart hitherto …
I would far rather have two or three lilies of the valley gathered for me by a person I like, than the most expensive bouquet that could be bought!
Your husband this morning! Mine tonight! What do you take him for?”A man’ smiled Cynthia. ‘And therefore, if you won’t let me call him changeable, I’ll coin a word and call him consolable.
People may flatter themselves just as much by thinking that their faults are always present to other people’s minds, as if they believe that the world is always contemplating their individual charms and virtues.
How easy it is to judge rightly after one sees what evil comes from judging wrongly.
I know you despise me; allow me to say, it is because you do not understand me.
There is nothing like wounded affection for giving poignancy to anger.
But Mr. Hale resolved that he would not be disturbed by any such nonsensical idea; so he lay awake, determining not to think about it.
I am the mother that bore you, and your sorrow is my agony; and if you don’t hate her, i do’Then, mother, you make me love her more. She is unjustly treated by you, and I must make the balance even.
Many a one has been comforted in their sorrow by seeing a good dish come upon the table.
Mr. Thorton love Margaret! Why, Margraret would never think of him, I’m sure! Such a thing has never entered her head.” “Entering her heart would do.
She freshens me up above a bit. Who’d ha thought that face – as bright and as strong as the angel I dream of – could have known the sorrow she speaks on? I wonder how she’ll sin. All on us must sing.
Love me as I am, sweet one, for I shall never be better.
The more it rains and blows, the more certain we are to have him.
North and South has both met and made kind o’ friends in this big smoky place.
His laws once broken, His justice and the very nature of those laws bring the immutable retribution; but if we turn penitently to Him, He enables us to bear our punishment with a meek and docile heart, ‘for His mercy endureth forever.
God is just, and our lots are well portioned out by Him, although none, but He knows the bitterness of our souls.
… that kind of patriotism which consists in hating all other nations …
What other people may think of the rightness or wrongness is nothing in comparison to my own deep knowledge, my innate conviction that it was wrong.
Margaret was not a ready lover, but where she loved she loved passionately, and with no small degree of jealousy.
I only mean, Bessy, there’s good and bad in everything in this world; and as you felt the bad up here, I thought it was but fair you should know the bad down there.
And so she shuddered away from the threat of his enduring love. What did he mean? Had she not the power to daunt him? She would see. It was more daring than became a man to threaten her.
She never called her son by any name but John; ‘love’ and ‘dear’, and such like terms, were reserved for Fanny.
A wise parent humors the desire for independent action so as to become the friend and advisor when his absolute rule shall cease.
I dare say there’s many a woman makes as sad a mistake as I have done, and only finds it out too late.
A little credulity helps one on through life very smoothly.