Thirty-five is a very attractive age. London society is full of women of the very highest birth who have, of their own free choice, remained thirty-five for years.

“My dear fellow, the truth isn’t quite the sort of thing one tells to a nice, sw…”

“Se nós nos casássemos com as mulheres que merecemos nos daríamos muito mal.”

“Yet ruled he not long, so great had been his suffering, and so bitter the fire …”

“It seems to me that we all look at Nature too much, and live with her too littl…”