Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it.
Under every guilty secret there is hidden a brood of guilty wishes, whose unwholesome infecting life is cherished by the darkness.
It's well known there's always two sides, if no more.
It's but little good you'll do a-watering the last year's crops
Plain women he regarded as he did the other severe facts of life, to be faced with philosophy and investigated by science.
I think I should have no other mortal wants, if I could always have plenty of music. It seems to infuse strength into my limbs and ideas into my brain. Life seems to go on without effort, when I am filled with music.