A train will bring you back to the place you came from, but it will not return you home.

She was beautiful, in the quiet way that lonely, unnoticed people are beautiful to those who notice them.

Woe to he who checkmates his opponents at last, only to discover they have been playing cribbage.

The world is unkind to the shoeless and frolicsome.

Love is the same as being lost,' says Jacques to the dark. 'Except you don't care that you're lost.

Could a dream kill a man? Could it strangle him where he sat sleeping?

If you are not setting a trap, then you are probably walking into one. It is the mark of the master to do both at once.