I Will Look On The Stars And

Social Life Is Filled With Doubts And Vain Aspirings; Solitude, When The Imagination Is Dethroned, Is Turned To Weariness And Ennui.

English People ... Never Speak, Excepting In Cases Of Fire Or Murder, Unless They Are Introduced.

Society Is Like A Large Piece Of Frozen Water; And Skating Well Is The Great Art Of Social Life.

Delicious Tears! The Heart's Own Dew.

Confidence Is Its Own Security.