It is very often nothing but our own vanity that deceives us.
I declare, there is no enjoyment like reading.
I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these twenty years at least.
Farts are just the ghosts of the things we ate.
She read all such works as heroines must read to supply their memories with those quotations which are so serviceable and so soothing in the vicissitudes of their eventful lives.
What a strange thing love is!