You might as well sigh to be the sculptor of the statues, the Creator of the flowers.

Believe me, I am sufficiently grateful.

My heart could not bear a greater burden of gratitude." "Gratitude!" he repeated, "Gabriella, as you value my love, never speak to me of gratitude.

It is the last feeling I wish to inspire.

It may be felt for a benefactor, a superior, but not a lover and a husband." "But when all these characters are combined in one, what language can we use to express the full, abounding heart?
Methinks mine cannot contain, even now, the emotions that swell it almost to suffocation, I am not worthy of so much happiness.