Cast your bread upon the waters, and after many days it will come back buttered.
I asked for bread, and I got a stone in the shape of a pedestal.
politics were as bad as mathematics, and that the mission of politicians seemed to be calling each other names
Well, if I can't be happy, I can be useful, perhaps.
What do girls do who haven't any mothers to help them through their troubles?
…she was one of those happily created beings who please without effort, make friends everywhere, and take life so gracefully and easily that less fortunate souls are tempted to believe that such are born under a lucky star.