a self-made martyr is a poor thing.
To mourn was distressing, but to endeavor to mourn and fail was worse than distress.
After a day of rain the sun came out suddenly at five o'clock and threw a golden bar into the deep Victorian gloom of the front parlour
He who demands little gets it.
To drink for pleasure may be a distraction, but to drink from misery is always a danger.
Cynicism is a sure sign of youth.