No Man Means Evil But The Devil,

So We Grew Together Like To A Double Cherry, Seeming Parted, But Yet An Union In Partition, Two Lovely Berries Molded On One Stem.

I Cannot Be A Man With Wishing, Therefore I Will Die A Woman With Grieving.

In Friendship, As In Love, We Are Often Happier Through Our Ignorance Than Our Knowledge.

But O, How Bitter A Thing It Is To Look Into Happiness Through Another Man's Eyes.

Death Is My Son-in-law, Death Is My Heir.