“Ethel’s rule is right in principle,” said Margaret thoughtfully, “that papa ought to know all without reserve, and yet it will hardly do in practice. One must use discretion, and not tease him about every little thing. He takes them… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share Image
“I don’t know, but I thought they were the best sort of gifts, for I saw that plenty of kind thought and clever contrivance… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
I thought one only had to speak Latin through one's nose and bite off the end. — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
James's expedition to Scotland is wholly imaginary, though there appears to have been space for it during Henry's progress to the North to pay… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
If I write nothing but fiction for some time I begin to get stupid, and to feel rather as if it had been a… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“Yes, yes, I know, Harry; but to think how little we knew, or thought, or felt — going on in our own way when… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
The unmarried woman seldom escapes a widowhood of the spirit. There is sure to be some one, parent, brother, sister, friend, more comfortable to… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“THE MISFORTUNES OF THAT DAY disheartened and disconcerted Etheldred. To do mischief where she most wished to do good, to grieve where she longed… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“I thought no one complained unless to get a thing remedied.’ ‘Exactly so. That is man! And experience never shows man that woman’s growls… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“It has not hurt,’ musingly repeated Leonard. ‘No, she is beyond the reach of distracting temptations and sorrows; it has only made her brighter… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“What I mean is, that the real gladness of life is not in these great occasions of pleasure, but in the little side delights… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“I do not seem to have felt anything yet,’ said Averil, passing her hands over her face. ‘I seem to be made of stone.’… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“No, I am not sorry for having offended him. I don't mind him; but Ailie, how little one knows! All the angry and bitter… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“One can’t lightly part with a man one has seen at church every Sunday of one’s life, and exchanged so many friendly words with… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
Refinement is just as much a Christian grace in a man as in a woman; but he is not such a hateful, unsexed creature… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
“She almost began to fancy herself unfeeling, when she found him so much more depressed than she was herself, and unable to feel it… — Charlotte Mary Yonge Copy Share
