To a woman nothing seems quite impossible to the powers of the man she worships.
It ain't the roads we take; it's what's inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.
The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.
There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
Of habit, the power that keeps the earth from flying to pieces; though there is some silly theory of gravitation.