I wish to do what is for your happiness, Erema.

And I think that, on the whole, with your vigor and high spirit, you are better as you are than if you had a knowledge which you could only brood over and not use." "I will find out the whole of it myself," I cried, for I could not repress all excitement; "and then I need not brood over it, but may have it out and get justice.

In the wildest parts of America justice comes with perseverance: am I to abjure it in the heart of England?
Lord Castlewood, which is first--justice or honor ?" "My cousin, you are fond of asking questions difficult to answer.
Justice and honor nearly always go together.

When they do otherwise, honor stands foremost, with people of good birth, at least." "Then I will be a person of very bad birth.

If they come into conflict in my life, as almost every thing seems to do, my first thought shall be of justice; and honor shall come in as its ornament afterward." "Erema," said my cousin, "your meaning is good, and at your time of life you can scarcely be expected to take a dispassionate view of things." At first I felt almost as if I could hate a "dispassionate view of things." Things are made to arouse our passion, so long as meanness and villainy prevail; and if old men, knowing the balance of the world, can contemplate them all "dispassionately," more clearly than any thing else, to my mind, that proves the beauty of being young.