If you will not lend me the money, how can I pay you?
A nation never falls but by suicide.
This book of Montaigne the world has endorsed by translating it into all tongues.
The sea is masculine, the type of active strength. Look, what egg-shells are drifting all over it, each one, like ours, filled with men in ecstasies of terror, alternating with cockney conceit, as the sea is rough or smooth. Is this sad-colored circle an eternal cemetery?
The Englishman who has lost his fortune is said to have died of a broken heart.
A child reminds us that playtime is an essential part of our daily routine.