Books are the legacies that a great genius leaves to mankind, which are delivered down from generation to generation, as presents to the posterity of those who are yet unborn.
How could I expect to walk before the face of nature with the one; to tire my elbow properly with the other, before I put out my candle and turn round deliciously on the right side?
Virgil, too, must have been one; and, after a fashion, Martial.
Muda de expressão, como se fosse possivel as lagrimas usarem por dentro as figuras humanas, como a chuva ou os passos gastam a pedra.
No, I have just come from Morgan's room, and he is not there.
Her face was close to Natalia's as she whispered the words, and involuntarily the girl drew back, startled.
The sound of clinking chips, the dense clouds of smoke, and the endless hubbub of voices in many keys, were steadily making the room stifling.
I haven't a sou to discharge the price of the garret, and the old crone will insist on being paid in advance.
So, my good brother, you refuse me a sou parisis, wherewith to buy a crust at a baker's shop?
I must have a sou parisis, and the appointment is for seven o'clock.
Then, poor Chantefleurie, she belonged to every one: she had reached the last sou of her gold piece.
An ancient copper coin, the forty-fourth part of a sou or the twelfth part of a farthing.
