There should be a colossal mother going about the world to turn men over her lap and give them the slipper. They pine for it.
The stoicism that comes of endurance has something of death in it.
There are half hours that dilate to the importance of centuries.
We cannot leave the expression of our lives to those better qualified than we are, however dear they may be.
People incline to doubt the superiority of a person who will associate with them.
To see men admitting that you are what you believe yourself to be, is one of the triumphs of existence.