I wish that gold had been all sunk in the sea, and never seen light again, the sight of it has cost us so dear.

Darling, I can't tell you what a load has rolled off my heart.

Oh, if you could know what it has been to me to have this cloud over my thoughts of you! I have always been so proud of you, Stephen,--your patience, your bravery.

In my thought, you have stood always for my ideal of the beautiful alliance of gentleness and strength.
Darling, we owe something to those who love us: we owe it to them not to disappoint them.

If I were to be tempted to do some dishonorable thing, I should say to myself: 'No, for I must be what Stephen believes me.