Winter does not work only on a broad scale; he is careful in trifles.
If we were to live here always, with no other care than how to feed, clothe, and house ourselves, life would be a very sorry business. It is immeasurably heightened by the solemnity of death.
Christmas is the day that holds all time together.
An old novel has a history of its own.
My friend is not perfect-no more than I am-and so we suit each other admirable.
In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of pleasure. If we find it in one place today, it is vain to seek it there tomorrow. You can not lay a trap for it.