Many A Calm River Begins As A

Happiness Comes The Way The Wind Blows.

For What Did The Creator Prepare Me,why Did He So Terribly Contradictthe Hopes Of My Youth?

You Men Do Not Understand The Delights Of A Glance, Of A Pressure Of The Hand... But As For Me, I Swear To You That, When I Listen To Your Voice, I Feel Such A Deep, Strange Bliss That The Most Passionate Kisses Could Not Take Its Place.

What Of It? If I Die, I Die. It Will Be No Great Loss To The World, And I Am Thoroughly Bored With Life. I Am Like A Man Yawning At A Ball; The Only Reason He Does Not Go Home To Bed Is That His Carriage Has Not Arrived Yet.

Out Of Life's Storm I Carried Only A Few Ideas - And Not One Feeling.