"Unreturned" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... bear to be shut out from sympathy with such a sorrow, in such sad community of love and grief—or whether the only recognised the earnest and devoted spirit which, although discarded and repulsed, was wrung with tenderness long unreturned, and in the waste and solitude of this bereavement cried to him to seek a comfort in it, and to give some, by some small response—whatever may have been her understanding of it, it moved Miss Tox. For the moment she forgot the majesty of Mrs Chick, ...
— Dombey and Son • Charles Dickens
... was from mistaken delicacy. I thought I had no right to betray an unreturned affection. It was not from a want of confidence ...
— Ernest Linwood - or, The Inner Life of the Author • Caroline Lee Hentz
... and, if possible, a list of their own ceremonious visits for the season, noting those that have been returned. The time thus expended is amply repaid by the convenience of reference and the avoidance of the possibility of making a second visit when the first is unreturned. Also this list serves as a basis for the visiting list of the next season; those having failed to return calls or cards being dropped from ...
— Social Life - or, The Manners and Customs of Polite Society • Maud C. Cooke
... point," continued her ladyship; "he should be dead to you; to you he should now be just the same as though he were in his grave. You loved him some time since, and accepted him; but you found your love misplaced,—unreturned, or at any rate coldly returned. Though you loved him, you passed a deliberate judgment on him, and wisely rejected him. Having done so, his name should not be on your lips; his form and figure should be forgotten. No ...
— The Kellys and the O'Kellys • Anthony Trollope
... the four, after their one volley from ambush, had sprung this way and that shouting absurd orders to make-believe men, cheering and firing from behind trees, and (cut off from their horses) had made for a gully and swamp, the two returned ones could tell nothing of the two unreturned except that neither of them, dead or alive, was anywhere on the ground of the fight or flight as they knew it. For days, inside the enemy's advancing lines, they had prowled in ravines and lain in blackberry patches and sassafras fence-rows, fed and helped on of nights by ...
— Kincaid's Battery • George W. Cable |
