I think I would know Nora's fart anywhere. I think I could pick hers out in a roomful of farting women.

To learn one must be humble. But life is the great teacher.

They lived and laughed and loved and left.

I have left my book, I have left my room, For I heard you singing Through the gloom.

First, in the history of words there is much that indicates the history of men, and in comparing the speech of to-day with that ofyears ago, we have a useful illustration of the effect of external influences on the very words of a race.

The romantic temper, so often and so grievously misinterpreted and not more by others than by its own, is an insecure, unsatisfied, and impatient temper which sees no fit abode here for its ideals and chooses therefore to behold them under insensible figures. As a result of this choice it comes to disregard certain limitations. Its figures are blown to wild adventures, lacking the gravity of solid bodies, and the mind that has conceived them ends by disowning them.

You cannot eat your cake and have it.