I was tired of pretending that I was someone else just to get along with people$$$ just for the sake of having friendships.

When we love$$$ we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are$$$ everything around us becomes better too.

We cannot build our own future without helping others to build theirs.

I cannot pretend to be impartial about the colours. I rejoice with the brilliant ones$$$ and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns.

I should have liked to be asked to say what I knew. They always tried to ask what I did not know. When I would have willingly displayed my knowledge$$$ they sought to expose my ignorance. This sort of treatment had only one result: I did not do well in examinations.

Be a peg$$$ hammered into the frozen ground$$$ immovable.

The most delightful and choicest pleasure is that which is hinted at$$$ but never told.

Any feeling is both mental and physical.

A certain light was beginning to dawn dimly within her$$$ the light which$$$ showing the way$$$ forbids it.

I suppose it is because nearly all children go to school nowadays and have things arranged for them that they seem so forlornly unable to produce their own ideas.