Nothing Is So Fortunate For Mankind As

Youth Is A Season That Has No Repose.

Who Has Not Experienced, At Some Time Or Other, That Words Had All The Relief Of Tears?

Truly, A Little Love-making Is A Very Pleasant Thing.

I Never Cast A Flower Away, A Gift Of One Who Car'd For Me; A Flower--a Faded Flower, But It Was Done Reluctantly.

Good Taste Is His Religion, His Morality, His Standard, And His Test.