Every saint has a past, and every sinner has a future.
We are specially designed to appeal to the sense of humour.
For us there is only one season, the season of sorrow. The very sun and moon seem taken from us.
Flowers are as common in the country as people are in London.
Travel ennobles the spirit and does away with our prejudices.
It is awfully hard work doing nothing. However, I don't mind hard work when there is no definite object of any kind. To do nothing at all is the most difficult thing.