The little bit (two inches wide) of ivory on which I work with so fine a brush as produces little effect after much labour.
Business, you know, may bring you money, but friendship hardly ever does.
It would be most right, and most wise, and, therefore must involve least suffering.
You deserve a longer letter than this; but it is my unhappy fate seldom to treat people so well as they deserve.
Could there be finer symptoms? Is not general incivility the very essence of love?
Everything nourishes what is strong already