Everybody has their taste in noises as well as in other matters.
What a shame, for I dearly love to laugh.
Yet there it was not love. It was a little fever of admiration; but it might, probably must, end in love with some
It was for the sake of what had been, rather than what was.
Seldom, very seldom, does complete truth belong to any human disclosure; seldom can it happen that something is not a little disguised, or a little mistaken.
The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it.