Table talk and Lovers' talk equally elude the grasp; Lovers' talk is clouds, table talk is smoke.
She loved with so much passion as she loved with ignorance. She did not know whether it were good or evil, beneficent or dangerous, necessary or accidental, eternal or transitory, permitted or prohibited: she loved.
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres.
To err is human. To loaf is Parisian.
Word which the finger of God has written on the brow of every man — hope!
One sees qualities at a distance and defects at close range.