There's no disappointment in memory, and one's exaggerations are always on the good side.
Gossip is a sort of smoke that comes from the dirty tobacco-pipes of those who diffuse it: it proves nothing but the bad taste of the smoker.
There is a mercy which is weakness, and even treason against the common good.
There are many victories worse than a defeat.
In poor Rosamond's mind there was not room enough for luxuries to look small in.
Our deeds still travel with us from afar, and what we have been makes us what we are.