My Heart Is Its Own Grave!

The Truth Is, We Never Make For Others The Allowance We Make For Ourselves; And We Should Deny Even Our Own Words, Could We Hear Them Spoken By Another.

Fame Is Bought By Happiness.

We Are Ourselves Our Happiness.

How Disappointment Tracks The Steps Of Hope.

Nothing But Love Can Answer To Love; No Affection, No Kindness, No Care, Can Supply Its Place: It Is Its Own Sweet Want.