If men could see us as we really are, they would be a little amazed.
If he were insane, however, his was a very cool and collected insanity.
I soon forgot storm in music.
If there is one notion I hate more than another, it is that of marriage - I mean marriage in the vulgar, weak sense, as a mere matter of sentiment.
Great pains were taken to hide chains with flowers
But afterwards, is there nothing more for me in life - no true home - nothing to be dearer to me than myself?