Men Are Misers, And Women Prodigal, In

Private Passions Tire And Exhaust Themselves, Public Ones Never.

Hence Life, As Through A Cloud, For Me I See Vanish, And To The Past's Dark Shade 'tis Chas'd; As A Grand Image Love Remains To Me-- Sole Remnant Of A Dream, By Morn Effac'd.

If They Say "you Have Your Last Chance To Look At The World", I Wish That Look Would From Çamlıca Of Istanbul.

Brutality To An Animal Is Cruelty To Mankind - It Is Only The Difference In The Victim.

Grief Knits Two Hearts In Closer Bonds Than Happiness Ever Can; And Common Sufferings Are Far Stronger Links Than Common Joys.