There are, I dare say, many lovers who would never have been drawn to each other had they met for the first time, as, say, they met the second time. - J.M. Barrie

Off we skip like the most heartless things in the world, which is what children are, but so attractive; and we have an entirely selfish time, and then when we have need of special attention we nobly return for it, confident that we shall be rewarded instead of smacked.

He looked at her uncomfortably; blinking, you know, like one not sure whether he was awake or asleep.

Let no one who loves be called altogether unhappy. Even love unreturned has its rainbow.