Better was it to go unknown and leave behind you an arch, then to burn like a meteor and leave no dust.
It's my choice, to choose how to live my life.
old emotions like old families have intermarried and have many connections.
The cold stream of visual impressions failed him now as if the eye were a cup that overflowed and let the rest run down its china walls unrecorded.
... I doubt the capacity of the human animal for being dignified in ceremony.
What a labour writing is ... making one sentence do the work of a page; that's what I call hard work.