It Is Only In Sorrow Bad Weather

Youth Is Always Sure That Change Must Mean Something Better.

In All Troublous Events We May Find Comfort, Though It Be Only In The Negative Admission That Things Might Have Been Worse.

Love, Like Destiny, Loves Surprises.

This World Is Run With Far Too Tight A Rein For Luck To Interfere. Fortune Sells Her Wares; She Never Gives Them. In Some Form Or Other, We Pay For Her Favors; Or We Go Empty Away.

Oh, The Soul Keeps Its Youth!