Moonlight lined the windowsills like a fall of snow.
Once the grammar has been learned, writing is simply talking on paper and in time learning what not to say.
When passion is mutual, there is always the danger of the fire burning to ashes.
The sun burnt on, drugging everything with warmth.
nothing is so sad as the injustices of old age.
There is nothing more guaranteed to reduce a man to the essentials than to live beneath the sky.