All of them, however dignified they may appear, are rather carnal at heart.

What a pity! such an eminent lawyer!...

The money that he could make...!" His father's lamentations opened up new horizons to the little fellow's suspicions.

Suddenly he grasped the prime motive force of our existence, hitherto only conjectured and enveloped in mystery.

His godfather had relations with a woman; he was enamored like the heroes of the novels! And the boy recalled many of his Valencian poems, all rhapsodizing a lady--sometimes singing of her great beauty with the rapture and noble lassitude of a recent possession; at others complaining of her coldness, begging of her that disposition of her soul without which the gift of the body is as naught.
Ulysses imagined to himself a grand senora as beautiful as Dona Constanza.