Since the Americans have ceased to have dyspepsia, they have lost the only thing that gave them any expression.

Overhead hung a summer sky furrowed with the rush of rockets; and from the east a late moon, pushing up beyond the lofty bend of the coast, sent across the bay a shaft of brightness which paled to ashes in the red glitter of the illuminated boats.

She wondered if, when human souls try to get too near each other, they do not inevitably become mere blurs to each other's vision.

My little dog - a heartbeat at my feet.

I had the story, bit by bit, from various people, and, as generally happens in such cases, each time it was a different story.

For what endless years this life will have to go on! He felt, with a kind of horror, his own strong youth and the bounding blood in his veins.

Everybody who does anything at all does too much.