She rose and followed her bust from the room.
One policeman may be a friend, but two are the Law.
Once sex rears its ugly 'ead it's time to steer clear.
Mourning is not forgetting... It is an undoing. Every minute tie has to be untied and something permanent and valuable recovered and assimilated from the dust.
Love so seldom means happiness.
The nicest people fall in love indiscriminately ... while under the influence of that pre-eminently selfish lunacy they may make the most outrageous demands upon their friends with no other excuse than their painful need.