People who have hearts are simple in all their ways.

Now Canalis, as we know, had a shrivelled heart.

He misused the beauty of his glance by giving it, without adequate reason, the fixity that comes to the eyes in meditation.

In short, applause was to him a business, in which he was perpetually on the lookout for gain.

His style of paying compliments, charming to superficial people, seemed insulting to others of more delicacy, by its triteness and the cool assurance of its cut-and-dried flattery.