Laughing Cheerfulness Throws The Light Of Day

Variety Of Mere Nothings Gives More Pleasure Than Uniformity Of Something.

What Makes Old Age So Sad Is, Not That Our Joys, But That Our Hopes Then Cease.

Remembrances Last Longer Than Present Realities.

Memory, Wit, Fancy, Acuteness, Cannot Grow Young Again In Old Age, But The Heart Can.

Universal Love Is A Glove Without Fingers, Which Fits All Bands Alike And None Closely; But True Affection Is Like A Glove With Fingers, Which Fits One Hand Only, And Sits Close To That One.