A man is known by the company his mind keeps

We weep when we are born, not when we die!

My father invested his money so securely in the banking business that he was never able to get any of it out again.

In her eyes a thought Grew sweet and sweeter, deepening like the dawn— A mystical forewarning!

The ability to secure your own way and yet impress others with the idea that they are having their own way is rare among men; in women it is as common as eyebrows.

That was indeed to live— At one bold swoop to wrest From darkling death the best That Death to Life can give!

We visit […] a neighboring graveyard. I am by this time in a condition of mind to become a willing inmate of the place.