Eerie East Anglia by Edward Parnell

Few people can resist the temptation to try a little amateur research in a department quite outside their own, if only for the satisfaction of showing how successful they would have been had they only taken it up seriously.

Awake he remained, in any case, long enough to fancy (as I am afraid I often do myself under such conditions) that he was the victim of all manner of fatal disorders:

Its eyes made day of the road fifty yards ahead, and the romance of night was fairyland round us.

Those who turn the instruments of science upon nature will always be in danger of seeing more than they looked for.

She has that happiest of tricks—without which paradise will be dull indeed—the trick of surprise.

If people waited for the approval of relatives before marrying, the world would be depopulated in a generation.

None of us would ever fall in love in English. We would be safe from that.