“This pure little drop from a pure little source was too sweet: it penetrated deep, and subdued the heart”

“I envy you your peace of mind, your clean conscience, your unpolluted memory. Little girl, a memory without blot of contamination must be an exquisite treasure-an inexhaustible source of pure refreshment: is it not?”

“Now here (he pointed to the leafy enclosure we had entered) all is real, sweet, and pure”

“Little Jane's love would have been my best reward, without it, my heart is broken.”

“You are my sympathy - my better self - my good angel; I am bound to you by a strong attachment. I think you good, gifted, lovely; a fervant, a solemn passion is conceived in my heart; it leans to you, draws you to my center and spring of life, wraps my existence about you - and, kindling in pure, powerful flame, fuses you and me in one.”

“Then her soul sat on her lips, and language flowed, from what source I cannot tell.”

“A little roving, solitary thing.”