Well, isn't Bohemia a place where everyone is as good as everyone else >>
The night is a skin pulled over the head of day that the day may be in >>
Dreams have only the pigmentation of fact. >>
His lordship may compel us to be equal upstairs, but there will never >>
The disciple is not above his master, nor the servant above his Lord. >>
For my own part, I had rather suffer any inconvenience from having to >>
We are beginning to wonder whether a servant girl hasn't the best of it after all. She knows how the salad tastes without the dressing, and she knows how life's lived before it gets to the parlor door.