I'm afraid I couldn't like him without a spice of human naughtiness.

The dirt is picturesque, so I don't mind.

Jo's ambition was to do something very splendid; what it was she had no idea, as yet, but left it for time to tell her…

When we make little sacrifices we like to have them appreciated, at least…

such hours are beautiful to live, but very hard to describe…

…I can't help seeing that you are very lonely, and sometimes there is a hungry look in your eyes that goes to my heart.