Love is not fashionable anymore; the poets have killed it.
The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.
I refuse to have a battle of wits with an unarmed man.
I want to be good. I can't bear the idea of my soul being hideous.
What between the duties expected of one during one's lifetime, and the duties exacted from one after one's death, land has ceased to be either a profit or a pleasure. It gives one position, and prevents one from keeping it up. That's all that can be said about land.
We live, I regret to say, in an age of Big Data hype.