How'd I make my wines and get any comfort out of life?
Yes, I guess it's true, Henry, when Providence is overlong in giving a man what he wants, it contrives somehow to suck the sweetness out of what he gets, though he may not know it, and when what he thought he wanted does come to him it is like a bee trying to make honey out of a flower that doesn't hold any.

Why don't you go back to the shop, Henry, and have done with it ?" "Sylvia--" began Henry.
But Sidney cut in.

"If you haven't found out," said he, "that in the long-run doing what is best for yourself is doing what's best for the people who love you best, you haven't found out much." "I don't know," Henry said, in a puzzled, weary way.

"Sometimes it seems to me I can't keep on living the way I am living, and live at all; and then I don't know." "I know," said Sidney.

"Get back to your tracks." "Sylvia would feel all cut up over it.