Favorite Quotes:
The blooming look of the time of flowers, was past and gone; but instead there were even richer tints abroad in the sun-colored leaves, the lichens, the golden blossomed furze; if it was the time of fading, there was a glory in the decay.
By this time the whole table was silent, listening to the captain; it was just one of those chance silences that sometimes occur, without any apparent reason, and often without any apparent consequence.
She could not choose the right words with which to speak to him of her gratitude and friendliness, which yet could never be any feeling nearer and dearer, no more than two parallel lines can ever meet.
