Stay. I nearly asked to see her again. Just to talk, I wanted to say. To talk to someone who enjoys listening.
Lie still, it said. If you do not rise, do not move, nothing can hurt you. Simply do nothing, say nothing, be nowhere.
Sometimes there is no comfort, only the knowledge that the worst has happened
Greed can destroy so much, Sir Montague nodded.
Well as street vendors crying their wares. The mob had
Sebastian
Life is long, my young friend. Do not make it more difficult than it already has to be.
Hmm, I said. Nuisance at least sounded affectionate. My wife had been alternately terrified of or furious with me.
Some of us were born to work and others to keep the devil amused.
Poetry can be tedious. Too many words to say a simple thing.
I have never been married. The married women of my acquaintance rarely speak of their husbands at all, except as a nuisance to be borne.
Things could crawl at you out of the dark and hurt you again and again. The past did not always stay dead.
Marianne had learned to live by her wits, and she took a severe and cynical view of the world.
I was torn between anger and amusement.
A gentleman does not openly work for pay, does he?
When one is lonely, one does foolish things.
Love of money, he said, was the root of all evil. That was in the New Testament. In Saint Paul’s letters to Timothy, if one wanted to be precise.
I happened to like the happy ending. Life was sad enough; no need to rush to the theatre to witness more tragedy.
I also thought about Lady Breckenridge. After a heartbreak last year, I was not in the mood to fall in love with another lady, but Lady Breckenridge had demanded nothing of me.
He was no doubt correct. Greed is all-consuming, I remarked. He laughed. You poor idiot. The day of the gentleman is over. Only those with money will matter, only those who can pay will command respe...