Would Time but await the close of our favorite follies, we should all be young men, all of us, and until Doom's Day. - Nathaniel Hawthorne

She wanted — what some people want throughout life — a grief that should deeply touch her, and thus humanize and make her capable of sympathy.

Sometimes a light glimmered out of the physician's eyes, burning blue and ominous, like the reflection of a furnace, or, let us say, like one of those gleams of ghastly fire that darted from Bunyan's awful doorway in the hill-side, and quivered on the pilgrim's face.

Human beings owe a debt of love to one another because there is no other method of paying the debt of love and care which all of us owe to providence.