“…—We have not all, you know, the same tenderness of disposition…”
“You women have tender points we men do not and never will understand.”
“We all have the same beginning - birth - and we all have the same end - death. So how different can we be?”
“We all live under the same sky, but we don't all have the same horizon”
“I’ve given you all I have, all I am. You know that. Why didn’t you do the same for me?”
“It is curious what patches of hardness and tenderness lie side by side in men’s dispositions. I suppose he has some test by which he finds out whom Heaven cares for.”