If he had lived six months more I should have known him for what he was born to be.

It was in the blood of him.

His father and grandfather before him were fiddling, dancing people; but I was certain of him.

I thought we could leave Ohio and come out here alone, and I could so love him and interest him in his work, that he would be a man.

Of all the fool, fruitless jobs, making anything of a creature that begins by deceiving her, is the foolest a sane woman ever undertook.