Some are created to love, while the others - to live.
To govern means to pillage, as everyone knows.
Great ideas come into the world as gently as doves.
I feel more fellowship with the defeated than with saints.
I like these people swarming on the sidewalks, wedged into a little space of houses and canals, hemmed in by fogs, cold lands, and the sea streaming like a wet wash. I like them, for they are double. They are here and elsewhere.
In short, they were gambling on their luck, and luck is not to be coerced.