Almost every time somebody gives me a present, it ends up making me sad.
After all, our lives are but a sequence of accidents - a clanking chain of chance events. A string of choices, casual or deliberate, which add up to that one big calamity we call life.
A shaft of sunlight pierced the dark cluds and she looked up to see a silver lining. It was a sign, she thought.
In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.
About Everything Goes I I Can
Mr. Rochester never courted Jane Eyre, Tessa pointed out.
No, he dressed up as a woman and terrified the poor girl out of her wits. Is that what you want?
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The person, be it gentleman or lady, who has not pleasure in a good novel, must be intolerably stupid.
Good Lady Must Novel Person