Ingratitude Is The Necessary Consequence Of Receiving

We Need To Suffer, That We May Learn To Pity.

I Would Give Worlds, Could I Believe One-half That Is Profess'd Me; Affection! Could I Think It Thee, When Flattery Has Caress'd Me.

The Rich Know Not How Hard It Is To Be Of Needful Rest And Needful Food Debarred.

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

I Think Hearts Are Very Much Like Glasses. If They Do Not Break With The First Ring, They Usually Last A Considerable Time.