Truth Is The Edict Of God.

Love Is Like The Measles; We Can't Have It Bad But Once, And The Later In Life We Have It The Tougher It Goes With Us.

The Thinner The Ice, The More Anxious Is Everyone To See Whether It Will Bear.

Pride Seems Tew Be Quite Equally Distributed; The Man Who Owns The Carriage And The Man Who Drives It Seem Tew Have It Just Alike.

We Mingle In Society Not So Much To Meet Others As To Escape Ourselves.

Young Widows Still Bide Their Time.