‘It's rather like a beautiful Inverness cloak one has inherited. Much too good to hide away, so one wears it instead of an overcoat and pretends it's an amusing new fashion.’

She read my mind and promptly rose to get me a glass of water.

...but by frequent and habitual mortification, and by continual watchfulness , and standing in readiness against all inadvertencies, we shall lessen the inclination, and account fewer sudden irreptions.

He'll watch the horologe a double set, If drink rock not his cradle.