Believe you are great and you will be great.
She had curiously thoughtful and attentive eyes; eyes that were very pretty and very good.
Once for all; I knew to my sorrow, often and often, if not always, that I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that cou...
We changed again, and yet again, and it was now too late and too far to go back, and I went on. And the mists had all solemnly risen now, and the world lay spread before me.
So new to him, she muttered, so old to me; so strange to him, so familiar to me; so melancholy to both of us!...