Lucy Gort. A Study in Temperament |
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Page 268 - I have offended against thy holy laws. I have left undone those things which I ought to have done; and I have done those things which I ought not to have done ; and there is no health in me.
Page 387 - He brought me to the banqueting house, And his banner over me was love. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples : For I am sick of love.
Page 298 - Dont waste your time at family funerals grieving for your relatives: attend to life, not to death: there are as good fish in the sea as ever came out of it, and better.
Page 119 - Let thine eyes look right on, and let thine eyelids look straight before thee. Ponder the path of thy feet, and let all thy ways be established.
Page 365 - ... there was not a room to be had for love or money, and more than one milordo, who was come to hear the Miserere, or to see the illumination of St.
Page 169 - I fell in love with you from the first moment I saw you. You looked so utterly unlike any one else, so shining—so lovely.
Page 101 - Her nerves were all on edge, and she decided that the best thing she could do would be to go down-stairs to the boudoir and fetch a book that she had left there —an exciting French novel. " For if I read for an hour or so," she told herself, " I shall be able to get to sleep afterwards.
Page 314 - I — beg your pardon," said Percival. . "What for?" she asked. "For — for not recognizing you the other day. ' ' It was not in the least what he had meant to say, but it was said, and he must go on as best he could. "Not expecting to see you, you know, and all that.
Page 118 - Lucy murmured the words to herself as soon as she had reached the shelter of her bedroom, then she sank down on the sofa and covered her face with her hands, for she felt morally sick.