A sentence is but a cheveril glove to a good wit: how quickly the wrong side may be turned outward!
Sentences must stir in a book like leaves in a forest, each distinct from each despite their resemblance.[Il faut que les phrases s’agitent dans un livre comme les feuilles dans une forêt, toutes dissemblables en leur ressemblance.]
Sentence first – verdict afterwards.
I wadn’t aware that words could hold so much. I didn’t know a sentence could be so full.
