Every condition of life just then seemed too pleasant.

They were walking in the shade, and a soft west wind was rustling in the trees above their heads.
"There are, after all," she said, "so many happy people in the world.
Is it worth while to drag down the pillars, to bring so much misery into the world for the sake of a dream ?" "I am no dreamer," he insisted quietly.

"It is possible to make absolute laws for the future with the same precision as one can extract examples from the history of the past." "But human nature," she objected, "is always a shifting quality." "Only in detail.

The heart and lungs of it are the same in all ages." They crossed the road and turned into St.James's Park.

He paused for a moment to look at the front of Buckingham Palace.
"A hateful sight to you, of course," she murmured.
"Not in the least," he assured her.