In secret pleasure — secret tears This changeful life has slipped away
It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
May you not rest, as long as I am living. You said I killed you - haunt me, then.
You have been compelled to cultivate your reflective faculties, for want of occasions for frittering your life away in silly trifles.
Hereafter she is only my sister in name; not because I disown her, but because she has disowned me.
A person who has not done one half his day's work by ten o clock, runs a chance of leaving the other half undone.