Isn't it awful that cold feet make for a cold imagination and that a pair of woollen socks induce good thoughts!

When receiving an order, many servants repeat their "yes" numerous times, especially the lazy ones.

Robespierre, this pedant of freedom!

It is not a matter of desire, but of coercion and duty.

The plot! The plot! What kind of plot could a poet possibly provide that is not surpassed by the thinking, feeling reader? Form alone is divine.

Moons and years pass by and are gone forever, but a beautiful moment shimmers through life a ray of light.

Who could deny that our Austria is richer than any other country? As the saying goes: "We have money like manure.