To Enjoy Yourself Is The Easy Method

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

Affection Exaggerates Its Own Offenses.

A Woman's Fame Is The Tomb Of Her Happiness.

All Sweeping Assertions Are Erroneous.

Few Save The Poor Feel For The Poor.