We live in an age that reads too much to be wise, and that thinks too much to be beautiful.
For one moment our lives met, our souls touched.
One must have a heart of stone to read the death of little Nell without laughing.
There can be nothing more frequent than an occasional drink.
Would you be in any way offended if I said that you seem to me to be in every way the visible personification of absolute perfection?
Immanuel isn't a pun; he Kant be!