It Is Amazing How Much A Thought

The Heart's Hushed Secret In The Soft Dark Eye.

We Are Rarely Wrong When We Act From Impulse.

The Truth Is, We Never Make For Others The Allowance We Make For Ourselves; And We Should Deny Even Our Own Words, Could We Hear Them Spoken By Another.

Hope Is Love's Happiness, But Not Its Life.

If There Be Any One Habit Which More Than Another Is The Dry Rot Of All That Is High And Generous In Youth, It Is The Habit Of Ridicule.