Everything one invents is true, you may be perfectly sure of that. Poetry is as precise as geometry.
We swung between madness and suicide ... it was beautiful!
Iced champagne was served, and the feel of the cold wine in her mouth gave Emma a shiver that ran over her from head to toe.
Our ignorance of history causes us to slander our own times.
What is glory? It is to have a lot of nonsense talked about you.
The citadel of Machaerus rose east of the Dead Sea on a basalt Peak shaped like a cone, girdled by four deep valleys; two about its sides, one in front, and the fourth behind.