Travelling Expands The Mind Rarely.

Almighty God, Thee Only Have I; Thou Steerest My Fate, I Must Give Myself Up To Thee! Give Me A Livelihood! Give Me A Bride! My Blood Wants Love, As My Heart Does!

Happy Domestic Life Is Like A Beautiful Summer's Evening; The Heart Is Filled With Peace; And Everything Around Derives A Peculiar Glory.

But A Mermaid Has No Tears, And Therefore She Suffers So Much More.

One Cannot Quite Trust The Word Of Potted Flowers," Thought The Butterfly; "they Have Too Much To Do With Men.

To Travel Is To Live.