The Look Of A King Is Itself

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

There Is A Joy In Sorrow Which None But A Mourner Can Know.

People Will Not Bear It When Advice Is Violently Given, Even If It Is Well Founded. Hearts Are Flowers; They Remain Open To The Softly Falling Dew, But Shut Up In The Violent Downpour Of Rain.

Gray Hairs Seem To My Fancy Like The Soft Light Of The Moon, Silvering Over The Evening Of Life.

In Women Everything Is Heart, Even The Head.