We are beginning to wonder whether a servant girl hasn't the best of i >>
Dreams have only the pigmentation of fact. >>
Sleep demands of us a guilty immunity. There is not one of us who, giv >>
Blemishes are hid by night and every fault forgiven; darkness makes an >>
Night brings our troubles to the light, rather than banishes them. >>
Thank Heaven, the sun has gone in, and I don't have to go out and enjo >>
The night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in torment.