It Is Not Good For Beauty That

I Have Never Known My Husband To Approve Any Act Of Mine Which I Myself Valued.

I Know Not Why There Is Such A Melancholy Feeling Attached To The Remembrance Of Past Happiness, Except That We Fear That The Future Can Have Nothing So Bright As The Past.

All The Sugar Was In The Bottom Of The Cup.

Marriage, Like Death, Is A Debt We Owe To Nature.

Mine Eyes Have Seen The Glory Of The Coming Of The Lord -