Whenever, At A Party, I Have Been

For No One Does Life Drag More Disagreeably Than For Those Who Try To Speed It Up.

Man's Feelings Are Always Purest And Most Glowing In The Hour Of Meeting And Of Farewell.

Passion Makes The Best Observations And The Sorriest Conclusions.

Our Birthdays Are Feathers In The Broad Wing Of Time.

He Thought Of The Mouldering Child, Which Laid Its Withered Thin Arms Around His Soul, As If It Were His Own, And To Whom Death Had Given As Much As A God Gave To Endymion, — Sleep, Eternal Youth, And Immortality.