Bid her beware of French principles, which had led the French to cut off their king’s and queen’s heads.
In the first place, Cranford is in possession of the Amazons; all the holders of houses above a certain rent are women. If a married couple come to settle in the town, somehow the gentleman disappears...
God is just, and our lots are well portioned out by Him, although none but He knows the bitterness of our souls.Margaret to Bessy re: trials & burdens we all carry
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.
…everything may be done in a right way or a wrong; the right way is to do it as well as we can, as in God’s sight; the wrong is to do it in a self-seeking spirit, which either leads us to neglect it t...
Fools will always break out o' bounds.
Oh, don't be so wise and stupid.
If they came sorrowing, and wanting sympathy in a complicated trouble like the present, then they would be felt as a shadow in all these houses of intimate acquaintances, not friends
But between the busy heads and over-reaching arms he could see Charley and Sylvia, sitting close together, talking and listening more than eating. She was in a new strange state of happiness not to be...
Still he loved on, and on, ever more fondly.
She might be idle, and silent, and forgetful, - and what seemed more than all other privileges - she might be unhappy if she liked.
Her thoughts are full of other things just now; and people have such different ways of showing feeling: some by silence, some by words.
I just wished to know if you mean to marry the girl. Spite of what you said of her lightness, I ha' known her long enough to be sure she'll make a noble wife for any one, let him be what he may; and I...
But she had learnt, in those solemn hours of thought, that she herself must one day answer for her own life, and what she had done with it; and she tried to settle that most difficult problem, how muc...
It was her brother,' said Mr. Thornton to himself. 'I am glad.I may never see her again; but it is comfort-a relief-to know that much. I knew she could not be unmaidenly; and yet I yearned for convict...
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.
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.
Nature felt no change, and was ever young.
My father was a man, and I know the sex pretty well.
But the trees were gorgeous in their autumnal leafiness - the warm odours of flowers and herb came sweet upon the sense.