I'm going to tell you how much I want you to honor me by becoming my wife." She pronounced only one syllable.

She said, "_Oh_!" as crowds say it when a rocket goes off.
"I suppose you think it ridiculous in a man of my age to speak of love, but it's not ridiculous, by Heaven! It's tragic.

I shouldn't have presumed, though, to mention the subject to you, only it is intolerable to me to think of your lacking anything when I have so much.

I can't explain why this knowledge gave me courage.

I know that you care nothing for luxuries and money, less than any one I know; but the fact that you haven't everything that you ought to have makes me suffer so much that I hope you will at least listen to me." "But you know it doesn't make me suffer a bit," said Mrs.Wayne.
"To know you at all has been such a happiness that I am shocked at my own presumption in asking for your companionship for the rest of my life, and if in addition to that I could take care of you, share with you--" No one ever presented a proposition to Mrs.Wayne without finding her willing to consider it, an open-mindedness that often led her into the consideration of absurdities.