It were better to be a soldier's widow than a coward's wife.
After a debauch of thunder-shower, the weather takes the pledge and signs it with a rainbow.
What probing deep Has ever solved the mystery of sleep?
The man who suspects his own tediousness is yet to be born.
Imagine all human beings swept off the face of the earth, excepting one man. Imagine this man in some vast city, New York or London. Imagine him on the third or fourth day of his solitude sitting in a house and hearing a ring at the door-bell!
What is lovely never dies, but passes into other loveliness, Star-dust, or sea-foam, flower or winged air.