A Blossom Must Break The Sheath It

Neither Saints Nor Angels Have Ever Increased My Faith In This Enigma Life; But What Are Called 'common Men And Women' Have Increased It.

Jane Had That Happy Disposition Which Would Like To Imagine That Every One Really Wishes The Well-being Of His Neighbour And Struggles, Though Sometimes Rather Disastrously, To Help Him Towards It.

There's Nothing Final About A Mistake, Except Its Being Taken As Final.

Things That Happen, However Painful They Are At The Time, Do Not Matter Very Much For Long. Only How We Behave To Them Matters.

When You Know A Person Particularly Well, You Cannot Escape Their Ruffled Feelings.