True Self-love And Social Are The Same.

And Empty Heads Console With Empty Sound.

In Vain Sedate Reflections We Would Make When Half Our Knowledge We Must Snatch, Not Take.

With The Mistake Your Life Goes In Reverse. Now You Can See Exactly What You Did Wrong Yesterday And Wrong The Day Before And Each Mistake Leads Back To Something Worse.

What Then Remains, But Well Our Power To Use, And Keep Good-humor Still Whate'er We Lose? And Trust Me, Dear, Good-humor Can Prevail, When Airs, And Flights, And Screams, And Scolding Fail.

A Fellow Feeling Makes Us Wondrous Kind.