Time engraves our faces with all the tears we have not shed. >>
Novels are longer than life. >>
To be one's own master is to be the slave of self. >>
A strange and somewhat impassive physiognomy is often, perhaps, an adv >>
Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the toples >>
I am the family face; flesh perishes, I live on, projecting trait and >>
Time engraves our faces with all the tears we have not shed.