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Love May Be Or It May Not, But Where It Is, It Ought To Reveal Itself In Its Immensity.

Genuine Sorrows Are Very Tranquil In Appearance In The Deep Bed They Have Dug For Themselves. But, Seeming To Slumber, They Corrode The Soul Like That Frightful Acid Which Penetrates Crystal.

All Men Can Bear A Familiar, Definite Misfortune Better Than The Cruel Alternations Of A Fate Which, From One Moment To Another, Brings Excessive Joy Or Sorrow.

Kindness Is Not Without Its Rocks Ahead. People Are Apt To Put It Down To An Easy Temper And Seldom Recognize It As The Secret Striving Of A Generous Nature; Whilst, On The Other Hand, The Ill-natured Get Credit For All The Evil They Refrain From.

At Fifteen, Beauty And Talent Do Not Exist; There Can Only Be Promise Of The Coming Woman.