I am sure that the best part of
it might still be; I am sure that you might be much, much worthier of yourself.
His appearance was greatly in his favour; he had all the best part of
beauty, a fine countenance, a good figure, and very pleasing address.
This spending of the best part of
one's life earning money in order to enjoy a questionable liberty during the least valuable part of it reminds me of the Englishman who went to India to make a fortune first, in order that he might return to England and live the life of a poet.
The tradition was broken, the Brownon estates passed into alien hands and the only Brownons remaining in that place were underground in Oak Hill Cemetery, where, indeed, was a colony of them powerful enough to resist the encroachment of surrounding tribes and hold the best part of
David," said he -- "for I cannae bring to mind the name of your landed estate, and so will make so bold as to call you David -- that door, being open, is the best part of
I consider my father and mother the best part of
myself, sir," said Mary, coldly.
How can a person who is constantly losing a year of the best part of
her life compete with a young man who never loses any time at all?
It hurt her to stir up these feelings, but yet she knew that that was the best part of
her soul, and that that part of her soul would quickly be smothered in the life she was leading.
This Duke Ricardo, as you, sirs, probably know already, is a grandee of Spain who has his seat in the best part of
and the weapons are the language, which you, Brown, have never half worked at; and so, as I say, you must have lost all the delicate shades of meaning which make the best part of
The servants said he had spent the best part of
his time there during the previous two years.
As it is, you have wasted the best part of
my day with your confounded imagination.
He thought of the waste of the best part of
his life, of the change it made in his character for the worse every day, of the dreadful nature of his existence, bound hand and foot, to a dead woman, and tormented by a demon in her shape.
The Secretary knew it, because his sister's share in that disposal of him seemed to be the best part of
Lightwood's account of the family.
Why, the river rises and falls the best part of
forty feet, and half the country is a morass that you can't pass over.