The Very Effort To Forget Teaches Us

Restraint Is The Golden Rule Of Enjoyment.

The Stars Are So Far, Far Away!

Toil Is The Portion Of Day, As Sleep Is That Of Night; But If There Be One Hour Of The Twenty-four Which Has The Life Of Day Without Its Labor, And The Rest Of Night Without Its Slumber, It Is The Lovely And Languid Hour Of Twilight.

I Have No Parting Sigh To Give, So Take My Parting Smile.

There Is No Wretchedness Like Self-reproach.