Remembrances Last Longer Than Present Realities.

Music Is Moonlight In The Gloomy Night Of Life.

No Heroine Can Create A Hero Through Love Of One, But She Can Give Birth To One

As Winter Strips The Leaves From Around Us, So That We May See The Distant Regions They Formerly Concealed, So Old Age Takes Away Our Enjoyments Only To Enlarge The Prospect Of The Coming Eternity.

Passion Makes The Best Observations And The Sorriest Conclusions.

Only Deeds Give Strength To Life, Only Moderation Gives It Charm.