The man of sensibility is too busy talking about his feelings to have time for good deeds.
Nostalgia paints a smile on the stony face of the past.
A neurotic can neither enjoy his illusions nor give them up.
I tried self-sacrifice a couple of times in my youth.
The Lady: a fluty voice, sensible shoes, a melancholy sense of living by rules few still remember.
Procrastination and impatience form a system of checks and balances.