Logic and fact keep interfering with the easy flow of conversation.
People who abhor solitude may abhor company almost as much.
The sage belongs to the same obsolete repertory as the virtuous maiden and the enlightened monarch.
Sloth, not ill-will, makes me unjust.
If you do not throw in a few promises of better things to come, gloomy one, I am going to take you back to the library.
As the tenor roars his passion, I think sadly of my spreading middle, and his.