What use would wings be to a man bound in iron fetters? They would only drive him to even greater despair.

In this watering-place I acted an heroic character, badly studied; and being a novice on such a stage, I forgot my part before a pair of lovely blue eyes.

A person without a shadow should keep out of the sun, that is the only safe and rational plan.

After a prosperous, but to me very wearisome, voyage, we came at last into port. Immediately on landing I got together my few effects; and, squeezing myself through the crowd, went into the nearest and humblest inn which first met my gaze.

In pain is a new time born.

When I spoke, I was listened to; and I was at a loss to know how I had so easily acquired the art of commanding attention, and giving the tone to the conversation.

Of what use were wings to a man fast bound in chains of iron?