Eyes That Droop Like Summer Flowers.

Of All The Follies That We Can Commit, The Greatest Is To Hesitate.

Ingratitude Is The Necessary Consequence Of Receiving Favors Of Which We Are Ashamed.

Youth, Balancing Itself Upon Hope, Is Forever In Extremes: Its Expectations Are Continually Aroused Only To Be Baffled, And Disappointment, Like A Summer Shower, Is Violent In Proportion To Its Brevity.

In Our Road Through Life We May Happen To Meet With A Man Casting A Stone Reverentially To Enlarge The Cairn Of Another Which Stone He Has Carried In His Bosom To Sling Against That Very Other's Head.

We Might Have Been - These Are But Common Words, And Yet They Make The Sum Of Life's Bewailing.