But I wasn't worth doing wrong for---- nothing is in this world. Nothing is so good as it seems beforehand.
Somebody put a drop under a magnifying-glass and it was all semicolons and parentheses.
To think with pleasure of his niece's husband having a large ecclesiastical income was one thing—to make a Liberal speech was another thing; and it is a narrow mind which cannot look at a subject from various points of view.
I fear that in this thing many rich people deceive themselves. They go on accumulating the means but never using them; making bricks, but never building.
If you think it incredible that to imagine Lydgate as a man of family could cause thrills of satisfaction which had anything to do with the sense that she was in love with him, I will ask you to use your power of comparison a little more effectively, and consider whether red cloth and epaulets have never had an influence of that sort.
In every parting there is an image of death.