Blessed are they who have the gift of making friends, for it is one…

There's always a voice saying the right thing to you somewhere, if you'll only listen for it.

For the credit of muscular Christianity, one must say that it was not her weight, but the tumult in his own inner man, which made her bearer totter. Nevertheless, if one is wholly unused to the exercise, the carrying a healthy young …

Heaven, they say, protects children, sailors, and drunken men; and whatever answers to Heaven in the academical system protects freshmen.

Young men are pretty much like a drove of sheep; any one who takes a decided line on certain matters, is sure to lead all the rest.

[W]hat will not a delicately nurtured British lady go through when her mind is bent either on pleasure or duty?

It was because you were out of sorts with the world, smarting with the wrongs you saw on every side, struggling after something better and higher and sympathizing with the poor and weak, that I loved you. We should never have been here, …