My Heart Is Its Own Grave!

I Have No Parting Sigh To Give, So Take My Parting Smile.

Memory Has Many Conveniences, And, Among Others, That Of Foreseeing Things As They Have Afterwards Happened.

We Need To Suffer, That We May Learn To Pity.

Few Save The Poor Feel For The Poor.

Alas! We Give Our Own Coloring To The Actions Of Others.