She was brave from excess of grief.

The sacred rights of mankind are not to be rummaged for among old parchments or musty records. They are written$$$ as with a sunbeam$$$ in the whole volume of human nature$$$ by the Hand of Divinity itself$$$ and can never be erased or obscured by mortal power.

When you turn your back on someone$$$ they come running after you.

One can't reason away regret — it's a bit like falling in love$$$ falling into regret.

There was always another side to a joke$$$ the side of the victim.

The world was in her heart already$$$ like the small spot of decay in a fruit.

Champagne$$$ if you are seeking the truth$$$ is better than a lie detector.

It's not where you take things from - it's where you take them to.

America$$$ the plum blossoms are falling.

Earth pollution identical with Mind pollution$$$ consciousness Pollution identical with filthy sky