An early-rising man is a good spouse but a bad husband.

The truth is I'm getting old, I said. We already are old, she said with a sigh. What happens is that you don't feel it on the inside, but from the outside everybody can see it.

Cease, cows, life is short.

It was a lone voice in the middle of the ocean, but it was heard at great depth and great distance.

Very well, I will marry you if you promise not to make me eat eggplant.

It was inevitable: the scent of bitter almonds always reminded him of the fate of unrequited love.

She searched the truth with an anguish almost as great as her terrible fear of finding it .