They also accused her of being sardonic$$$ and although there was uncertainty about the meaning of the word$$$ they knew it was not a desirable quality in a woman$$$ being one which gentlemen particularly disliked.

He began drinking heavily and lived in a way which a friend described as making sense "only if he had no expectations of being alive much beyond Thursday".

If this were fiction$$$ could even the most brilliant novelist contrive to make credible so short a period in which pride had been subdued and prejudice overcome?

Schopenhauer extended the same idea by favouring real observation over erudition$$$ and stated confidently that the second sapped the first.

Some people are different$$$ and so are the rest of us.

When we had neatened the upstairs rooms we came downstairs together$$$ carrying our dustcloths and the broom and dustpan and mop like a pair of witches walking home.

He is altogether selfish$$$ she thought in some surprise$$$ the only man I have ever sat and talked to alone$$$ and I am impatient; he is simply not very interesting.

Let him be wise$$$ or let me be blind; don't let me$$$ she hoped concretely$$$ don't let me know too surely what he thinks of me.

I wonder if I could eat a child if I had the chance.''I doubt if I could cook one$$$' said Constance.

All I could think of when I got a look at the place from the outside was what fun it would be to stand out there and watch it burn down.