Irony is wasted on the stupid
I hope you have not been leading a double life, pretending to be wicked and being good all the time. That would be hypocrisy.
Nothing spoils romance so much as a sense of humor in the woman
Art, like Nature, has her monsters
Mr. Henry James writes fiction as if it were a painful duty.
An excellent man; he has no enemies; and none of his friends like him.