My future husband was becoming to me my whole world; and more than the world: almost my hope of heaven. He stood… — Charlotte Bronte Copy Share Image
“My task was not an easy one; often I would rather have pleased than teased him. My future husband was becoming to… — Charlotte Brontë Copy Share Image
“Even though May came in accompanied by rain, all the fields were bright with the loveliest green imaginable. A sunbeam pierced a… — Hans Scholl Copy Share Image
“In the wide land under a tender lucid evening sky, a cloud drifting westward amid a pale green sea of heaven, they… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
