be kind to animals and birds, and read all you can. - Thomas Hardy

Men are too often harsh with women they love or have loved; women with men. And yet these harshnesses are tenderness itself when compared with the universal harshness out of which they grow; the harshness of the position towards the temperament, of the means towards the aims, of to-day towards yesterday, of hereafter towards to-day.

I have seen your mother; and I will never see her again!

Why should we faint, and fear to live alone,
Since all alone, so Heaven has will’d, we die?