This is not to affirm that they do not fight stoutly to hold this dream; simply, that they accept defeat like good soldiers.

There are many heroes who have never heard war's alarms.

He knew that the whole heart of Hildegarde von Mitter had yielded to another.

But it had been thrown, as it were, against a wall; there was this one hope, dimly burning, that some day he might catch it on the rebound.
"Why are not all men like you ?" she asked.
"The world would not be half so interesting.

Some men shall be fortunate and others shall not; everything has to balance in some way.
I am necessary to one side of the scales, as a weight." He spoke with a levity he by no means felt.
"You are always making sport of yourself." "Would it be wise to weep?
Not at all.