Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves. But if you be afraid of your touchiness, you must ask pardon, mind, when she comes in.
I despise him for himself, and hate him for the memories he revives!
It is strange people should be so greedy, when they are alone in the world.
It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
You must forgive me, for I struggled only for you.
If I were in heaven, Nelly, I should be extremely miserable." "Because you are not fit to go there," I answered. "All sinners would be miserable in heaven.