Oblivion Is The Flower That Grows Best

O Heart! Love Is Thy Bane And Thy Antidote.

It Is Quite Wrong To Think Of Old Age As A Downward Slope. On The Contrary, One Climbs Higher And Higher With The Ad-vancing Years, And That, Too With Sur-prising Strides. Brain-work Comes As Easily To The Old As Physical Exertion To The Child. One Is Moving, It Is True, Towards The End Of Life, But That End Is Now A Goal, And Not A Reef In Which The Vessel May Be Dashed.

Unrequited Love Is As Different From The Mutual Love As The Error From The Truth.

I Say, I Believe, That One Must Love With All Of One's Being.

The More You Lose The Right To Be Jealous, The More So You Become!