It seems an unmanly thing to write of a woman--my own face flushes hotly as I write the words--but to make my story plain the truth must be told.

I could not help seeing that Coralie d'Aubergne was growing to like me very much.
To describe how a man woos a woman is a task pleasant enough.

It is natural and beautiful; he is in his place then and she in hers; but who would not shrink from the hateful task of describing how a woman woos a man?
God bless all women, say I! My life has been a long one, and my experience of them bids me say they are almost all angels.

I have found them true, tender and earnest.

I could tell stories of women's quiet heroism that would move any one's heart.