Curiosity And Courtesy Are Very Often At

Ah, Tell Me Not That Memory Sheds Gladness O'er The Past, What Is Recalled By Faded Flowers, Save That They Did Not Last?

Anticipation Is A Bad Sleeping Draught.

We Need To Suffer, That We May Learn To Pity.

We Are Ourselves Our Happiness.

There Is A Large Stock On Hand; But Somehow Or Other, Nobody's Experience Ever Suits Us But Our Own.