That is ever the way. Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.
We are all failures at least, all the best of us are.
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by. Yes, but some of them are golden only… (read more)
Ambition it is the last infirmity of noble minds.
Every man who is high up likes to think he has done it all himself; and the wife smiles, and… (read more)
Every time a child says I don't believe in fairies there is a fairy somewhere that falls down dead.
His lordship may compel us to be equal upstairs, but there will never be equality in the servants' hall.