The world is full of hopeful analogies and handsome, dubious eggs, called possibilities.

It was not that she was out of temper, but that the world was not equal to the demands of her fine organism.

If I really care for you, if I try to think myself into your position and orientation, then the world is bettered by my effort at understanding and comprehension. If you respond to my effort by trying to extend the same sympathy and understanding to others in turn, then the betterment of the world has been minutely but significantly extended. We want people to feel with us, more than to act for us.

We are all humiliated by the sudden discovery of a fact which has existed very comfortably and perhaps been staring at us in private while we have been making up our world entirely without it.

Will not a tiny speck very close to our vision blot out the glory of the world, and leave only a margin by which we see the blot?

Life is full of endless possibilities.