Jealousy Is Never Satisfied With Anything Short

I Don't See How A Man Is To Be Good For Much Unless He Has Some One Woman To Love Him Dearly.

We Are Contented With Our Day When We Have Been Able To Bear Our Grief In Silence, And Act As If We Were Not Suffering.

Love Supreme Defies All Sophistry.

We Long For An Affection Altogether Ignorant Of Our Faults. Heaven Has Accorded This To Us In The Uncritical Canine Attachment.

So Our Lives Glide On: The River Ends We Don't Know Where, And The Sea Begins, And Then There Is No More Jumping Ashore.