And I dread to think of your becoming only an ordinary man--' Reardon laughed.
'But I am NOT "only an ordinary man," Amy! If I never write another line, that won't undo what I have done.

It's little enough, to be sure; but you know what I am.

Do you only love the author in me?
Don't you think of me apart from all that I may do or not do?
If I had to earn my living as a clerk, would that make me a clerk in soul ?' 'You shall not fall to that! It would be too bitter a shame to lose all you have gained in these long years of work.

Let me plan for you; do as I wish.

You are to be what we hoped from the first.