Life had already given him sufficient reasons for knowing that no defeat was the final one.
How strange women are.
This was when I heard that the first symptom of old age is when you begin to resemble your father.
She had never imagined that curiosty was one of the many masks of love .
We'll grow old waiting.
When I stand and contemplate my fate and see the path along which you have led me, I reach my end, for artless I surrendered to one who is my undoing and my end.