Are there not some places where we seem to breathe sadness? — why, we cannot tell. It is a chain of recollections — an idea which carries you back to other times, to other places — which, very likely, have no connection with the present time and place.
Alexandre DumasYour life story is a novel; and people, though they love novels wound between two yellow paper covers, are oddly suspicious of those which come to them in living vellum.
Alexandre DumasFor there are two distinct sorts of ideas: Those that proceed from the head and those that emanate from the heart.
Alexandre Dumas