The hysterical find too much significance in things. The depressed find too little.
A laughing Lear would be monstrous. Not so a laughing Romeo and Juliet.
My neglected duties crowd around me in my dreams, murmuring.
With age, I have become both more pious and more shameless.
Tales of adultery are much improved by period costumes.
Few friendships could survive the moodiness of love affairs.