Cuando somos felices siempre somos buenos, pero cuando somos buenos no siempre somos felices

“God knows; I won't be an Oxford don anyhow. I'll be a poet, a writer, a dramati…”

“The brain had its own food on which it battened, and the imagination,made grote…”

“I was working on the proof of one of my poems all the morning, and took out a c…”

“My dear young lady, there was a great deal of truth; I dare say, in what you sa…”