I imagined so many things, I invented such situations, such incidents, which, with this sad-coloured landscape here and that leaden sky, I have no force to conjure up.

It is as though the atmosphere is too weighty for fancy to mount in it.

You, my dearest Kate,' said she, drawing her arm round her, and pressing her towards her, 'do not know these things, nor need ever know them.

Your life is assured and safe.
You cannot, indeed, be secure from the passing accidents of life, but they will meet you in a spirit able to confront them.

As for me, I was always gambling for existence, and gambling without means to pay my losses if Fortune should turn against me.