The time-honored bread-sauce of the happy ending.
To kill a human being is, after all, the least injury you can do him.
Innocent and infinite are the pleasures of observation.
It's a complex fate, being an American, and one of the responsibilities it entails is fighting against a superstitious valuation of Europe.
In art economy is always beauty.
That accurst autobiographic form which puts a premium on the loose, the improvised, the cheap, and the easy.