The trouble with the lower classes is that they lack the sense of tragedy given to them by the upper classes.
Good resolutions are useless attempts to interfere with scientific laws.
And if it feels good... Feel it!
A burnt child loves the fire.
I would not a bit mind sleeping in the cool grass in summer, and when winter came on sheltering myself by the warm close-thatched rick, or under the penthouse of a great barn, provided I had love in my heart.
I could deny it if I liked. I could deny anything if I liked.