I meet one, as I have met more than one before, whom I fondly believe to be cast in a larger mould than most of the vile human breed, to be large in character, great in talent, strong in will! In such a man as that, I say, one's weary imagination at last may rest; or it may wander if it will, yet never need to wander far from the deeps where one's heart is anchored.

When I first knew you, I gave no sign, but you had struck me.

I observed you, as women observe, and I fancied you had the sacred fire." "Before heaven, I believe I have!" cried Roderick.
"Ah, but so little! It flickers and trembles and sputters; it goes out, you tell me, for whole weeks together.

From your own account, it 's ten to one that in the long run you 're a failure." "I say those things sometimes myself, but when I hear you say them they make me feel as if I could work twenty years at a sitting, on purpose to refute you!" "Ah, the man who is strong with what I call strength," Christina replied, "would neither rise nor fall by anything I could say! I am a poor, weak woman; I have no strength myself, and I can give no strength.
I am a miserable medley of vanity and folly.

I am silly, I am ignorant, I am affected, I am false.