When you forget to take the sail at all, then the wind is constantly in your favour both ways. But there! this world is only a probation, and man was born to trouble as the sparks fly upward.

Better to work and fail than to sleep one's life away.

We shall never be content until each man makes his own weather and keeps it to himself.

But who wants to be foretold the weather? It is bad enough when it comes, without our having the misery of knowing about it beforehand.

I don't know why it should be, I am sure; but the sight of another man asleep in bed when I am up, maddens me.

The shy man does have some slight revenge upon society for the torture it inflicts upon him. He is able, to a certain extent, to communicate his misery. He frightens other people as much as they frighten him. He acts like a damper upon the whole room, and the most jovial spirits become, in his presence, depressed and nervous.

The proverbial Englishman, we know from old chronicler Froissart, takes his pleasures sadly, and the Englishwoman goes a step further and takes her pleasures in sadness itself.