I am but a man, and man is always dissatisfied with his actual, and always looking forward to some good time coming.

Ah, sir, this faculty of imagination that we possess is one of the curses entailed by the fall.

It is forever leading us off from a true enjoyment of what we have.

It has no faith in to-day--no love for the good and beautiful that really exists." "I can show you a person whose imagination plays no truant pranks like this," replied Mr.Allison.

"And this shall be at least one exception to your rule." "Name that person," was the half-incredulous response.
"Your excellent wife," said Mr.Allison.
For some moments Mr.Markland stood with his eyes cast down; then, lifting them to the face of the old man, he said: "The reference is true.