I talk with the authority of failure - Ernest with the authority of success. We could never sit across the same table again.
It's not a slam at you when people are rude, it's a slam at the people they've met before.
So we'll just let things take their course, and never be sorry.
She was a faded but still lovely woman of twenty-seven.
A man's social rank is determined by the amount of bread he eats in a sandwich.
What was the use of doing great things if I could have a better time telling her what I was going to do?