Curiosity Is Its Own Suicide.

A Friend Is Never Alarmed For Us In The Right Place.

No Hour Arrives So Soon As The One We Dread.

My Tears Are Buried In My Heart, Like Cave-locked Fountains Sleeping.

Assuredly, Meeting After Absence, Is One Of - Ah, No! - It Is Life's Most Delicious Feeling.

How Very Satisfactory Those Discussions Must Be, Where Each Party Retains Their Own Opinion!