Spring ... made fair false promises which summer was called upon to keep.
Perhaps too much of everything is as bad as too little.
A woman can look both moral and exciting... if she also looks as if it was quite a struggle.
Living the past is a dull and lonely business; looking back strains the neck muscles, causing you to bump into people not going your way.
Writers should be read but not seen. Rarely are they a winsome sight.
One can summon courage and fortitude to face tragedy; irritations and frustrations are a cloud of mosquitoes that nip and sting and drive one frantic.