Life is so constructed, that the event does not, cannot, will not, match the expectation.
If he were insane, however, his was a very cool and collected insanity.
The man of regular life and rational mind never despairs.
My rest might have been blissful enough, only a sad heart broke it.
Youth has its romance, and maturity its wisdom, as morning and spring have their freshness, noon and summer their power, night and winter their repose. Each attribute is good in its own season.
[O]ur honeymoon will shine our life long: its beams will only fade over your grave or mine.