Not Yet Hardened, Many Young Die Good.

Echo Is The Voice Of A Reflection In A Mirror.

Let Men Tremble To Win The Hand Of Woman, Unless They Win Along With It The Utmost Passion Of Her Heart! Else It May Be Their Miserable Fortune, When Some Mightier Touch Than Their Own May Have Awakened All Her Sensibilities, To Be Reproached Even For The Calm Content, The Marble Image Of Happiness, Which They Will Have Imposed Upon Her As The Warm Reality.

The Greatest Obstacle To Being Heroic Is The Doubt Whether One May Going To Prove One's Self A Fool.

The Inward Pleasure Of Imparting Pleasure - That Is The Choicest Of All.

The Trees Reflected In The River - They Are Unconscious Of A Spiritual World So Near To Them. So Are We.