Always wanting another man than your own.
The first cause worked automatically like a somnambulist, and not reflectively like a sage.
...our impulses are too strong for our judgement sometimes
There was now a distinct manifestation of morning in the air, and presently the bleared white visage of a sunless winter day emerged like a dead-born child.
A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all.
But his dreams were as gigantic as his surroundings were small.