Book: Vanity fair

She woke up the husband and made him a Cup of the most delicious coffee which can be found in this morning in Brussels. And who will deny that all these preparations of the worthy lady as well proved her love as tears and tantrums are more sensitive to women, and that Cup of coffee in company with his wife, while across the city trumpeting the collection of horns and beating drums, not in the example more useful and more to the place than empty outpouring of feelings?

Of all the vices that degrade human personality, selfishness, the most vile and despicable.

But in Vanity Fair the title and coach quadruplets toys more precious than happiness.

It was a stupid mistake. But is all our life does not consist of such errors?

The wound hurt all the more when you heal.

The most persistent and brave the enemy cannot stand against hunger.

Her heart was dead long before the body. She sold it to become the wife of sir pitt Crawley.

If she was aware of his own feelings towards the world then had to learn how to feel this world in relation to itself. Perhaps, she thought over what is the usual fate of people - not have a single true friend, if he don't love anyone.

Imagine, on a beautiful young reader, vain, selfish, nasty, ungrateful, that believeth not the old lady, writhing with pain and fear, and even without a wig! Imagine her yourself and while you're still young, learn to pray and love!

And Firkin came down, covered by a storm of jealousy, the more dangerous that she had to hide her in his chest.

But, you see, there are things more subtle properties than fur or satin, than all the splendor of Solomon than the entire wardrobe of the Queen of Sheba - things whose beauty escapes the eyes of many connoisseurs. There is the meek, humble souls that are fragrant and bloom tenderly in quiet shady corners: decorative flowers the size of a good copper warmer can lead to confusion the sun itself. Miss Sedley did not belong to such category of sunflowers, and I think it would be with nothing consistent to draw a violet of the size of a Dahlia.

"It is colorless and lifeless. What's really special about pink cheeks and blue eyes?" - ask our cute morality and wisely implying that natural talent, perfection of the mind, the mastery of the "Questions" miss Mennel, lady's knowledge of botany and Geology, the art of stechapelle, the ability to rattle off of the Sonata in the spirit of gerzofsky and the like are for females much more valuable qualities than those fleeting pleasures, which in a short period of time will inevitably fade. To listen to the arguments women of the insignificance and frailty of beauty - a thing very enlightening. But although much taller and unfortunate creatures, who, to his misfortune, endowed with beauty, one must always remember awaiting their fate, and though very likely the heroic female character, which is so admired by women, the object of a more glorious and dignified than cute, fresh, smiling, bezsmertna tender little domestic goddess, which is willing to worship men.

She had a sad feature of the poor - premature maturity.

The danger of the hunt only adds more beauty!