So this was my future home, I thought! […] Backed by towering hills, the but faintly discernible purple line of the French boundary off to the southwest, a sky of palest Gobelin flecked with fat, fleecy little clouds, it in truth looked a dear little city; the city of one's dreams.

Backers, confronted with the heavy demands of directors, point out that the megger is doing more of a job than the producer […]

Stand in this position, with your arms at your side.

Plato affirmeth, that melancholy minds are more excellent and disciplinable; So are there none more inclinable unto follie.