That's as it should be, they tell us. A certain percentage, they tell us, must every year go, that way, to the devil, I suppose, so that the rest may remain chaste, and not be interfered with. A percentage! What splendid words they have; they are so scientific, so consolatory.

“Intelligence alone is not nearly enough when it comes to acting wisely.”

“Себя, свой покой и комфорт он любил и ценил более всего на свете, как и следова…”

“Aliás, nessa noite não conseguia pensar longa e fixamente em nada, concentrar o…”

“You should pass us by and forgive us our happiness," said the prince in a low v…”