The great moments of life are but moments like the others. Your doom is spoken in a word or two. A single look from the eyes; a mere pressure of the hand, may decide it; or of the lip,s though they cannot speak.
William Makepeace ThackerayWerther had a love for Charlotte Such as words could never utter; Would you know how first he met her? She was cutting bread and butter.
William Makepeace ThackerayOh, brother wearers of motley, are there not moments when one grows sick of grinning and trembling and the jingling of cap and bells?
William Makepeace Thackeray