I did not deceive you, mon ami. At most, I permitted you to deceive yourself.

At the small table, sitting very upright, was one of the ugliest old ladies he had ever seen. It was an ugliness of distinction - it fascinated rather than repelled.

One is alone when the last one who remembers is gone.

You're shocked, Mr. Burton, at hearing what our gossiping little town thinks. I can tell you this - they always think the worst!

If you place your head in a lion's mouth, then you cannot complain one day if he happens to bite it off.

A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world.

The out-of-date returns in due course as the picturesque.