Well, what I mean is that I shouldn't mind being a bride at a wedding, if I could be one without having a husband.

People go on marrying because they can't resist natural forces, although many of them may know perfectly well that they are possibly buying a month's pleasure with a life's discomfort.

When yellow lights struggle with blue shades in hairlike lines.

So each had a private little sun for her soul to bask in; some dream, some affection, some hobby, or at least some remote and distant hope.

I may do some good before I am dead--be a sort of success as a frightful example of what not to do; and so illustrate a moral story.

War makes good history but peace is poor reading.

That mercy towards one set of creatures was cruelty towards another sickened his sense of harmony. As you got older, and felt yourself to be at the center of your time, and not at a point in its circumference, as you had felt when you were little, you were seized with a sort of shuddering, he perceived. All around you there seemed to be something glaring, garish, rattling, and the noises and glares hit upon the little cell called your life, and shook it, and warped it.