She had the hard, half-apathetic expression of one who deems anything possible at the hands of time and chance, except perhaps fair play

And all this while the subtle-souled girl asking herself why she was born, why sitting in a room, and blinking at the candle; why things around her had taken the shape they wore in preference to every other possible shape.

Yet her experience had consisted less in a series of pure disappointments than in a series of substitutions. Continually it had happened that what she had desired had not been granted her, and that what had been granted her she had not desired. So she viewed with an approach to equanimity the now cancelled days when Donald had been her undeclared lover, and wondered what unwished-for thing Heaven might send her in place of him.

In the ill-judged execution of the well-judged plan of things the call seldom produces the comer, the man to love rarely coincides with the hour for loving

And yet, because I love thee, I obtainFrom that same love this vindicating grace,To live on still in love, and yet in vain

Certainly no one has ever died of an unrequited passion__t's usually the ones that are requited that get people in trouble.