No idea is so antiquated that it was not once modern. No idea is so modern that it will not someday be antiquated.
a self-made martyr is a poor thing.
Spring, which germinated in the earth, moved also with a strange restlessness, in the hearts of... women. As the weeks passed, inextinguishable hope, which mounts with the rising sap, looked from their faces.
He knows so little and knows it so fluently.
The nearer she came to death, the more, by some perversity of nature, did she enjoy living.