Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage.
It is difficult to obtain the friendship of a cat.
The cat is a dilettante in fur.
Sooner barbarity than boredom.
Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes!
What well-bred woman would refuse her heart to a man who had just saved her life? Not one; and gratitude is a short cut which speedily leads to love.