Jerome Klapka Jerome

It seems to be the rule of this world. Each person has what he doesn't want, and other people have what he does want

Such is life; and we are but as grass that is cut down, and put into the oven and baked

wonder if there is real intrinsic beauty in the old

soup-plates, beer-mugs, and candle-snuffers that we prize so now, or if it is only the halo of age glowing around them that gives them their charms in our eyes

We are too familiar with it. It is like the sunset and the stars: we are not awed by their loveliness

the less taste a person has in dress, the more obstinate he always seems to be.

jolly, light-hearted, thick-headed sort

The river affords a good opportunity for dress

with the air of early Christian martyrs trying to make themselves comfortable up against the stake

I would come and live here, and never do any more wrong, and lead a blameless, beautiful life, and have silver hair when I got old, and all that sort of thing