My reluctant charity shames both me and the recipient.
In the great cities, winter glitters with art and feasting. But poetry, the country cousin, sees only the dearth of the fields.
Living too long exacts a painful price.
Money is to my social existence what health is to my body.
Healthy vanity sweeps through life. Sickly vanity lies in bed.
People often imagine that being hard to please confers a certain superiority.