The May Of Life Blooms Once And

We Must Bear What Heaven Sends.

We Can Never Replace A Friend. When A Man Is Fortunate Enough To Have Several, He Finds They Are All Different. No One Has A Double In Friendship.

Who Dares Nothing, Need Hope For Nothing.

An Axe At Home Saves Hiring A Carpenter.

Sentimental Poetry Differs From Naive Poetry In That It Relates The Real State At Which The Latter Stops To Ideas And Applies Ideas To That Reality.