Oh, The Germans Classify, But The French

Every Individual Taste, Every Natural Appetite, Was Bridled By Caution. The People Asleep In Those Houses, I Thought, Tried To Live Like The Mice In Their Own Kitchens; To Make No Noise, To Leave No Trace, To Slip Over The Surface Of Things In The Dark.

People Have To Snatch At Happiness When They Can, In This World. It Is Always Easier To Lose Than To Find.

Let People Go On Talking As They Like, And We Will Go On Living As We Think Best.

Hunger Is A Powerful Incentive To Introspection.

"more Than Him Has Done That," Said Antonia Sadly, And The Girls Murmured Assent.