Summer afternoon - Summer afternoon... the two most beautiful words in the English language.
The price one pays for pursuing any profession or calling is an intimate knowledge of its ugly side.
Noble life demands a noble architecture for noble uses of noble men. Lack of culture means what it has always meant: ignoble civilization and therefore imminent downfall.
I got up the third step and reached for the fourth, but it wasn't there.
A large income is the best recipe for happiness I ever heard of.
Nothing is as simple as we hope it will be.
We were in the open concourse where the turnstiles were. It was hardly any better here -- the enclosed space sent the voices around us echoing back in a roar that made my head ring, and the smell and feeling of all those bodies made me feel a claustrophobia I'd never known I was prone to.