Ecstasy is a glass full of tea and a piece of sugar in the mouth.

Try to be forgotten. Go live in the country. Stay in mourning for two years, then remarry, but choose somebody decent.

I loved you; even now I may confess, Some embers of my love their fire retain; But do not let it cause you more distress, I do not want to sadden you again. Hopeless and tongue tied, yet I loved you dearly With pangs the jealous and the timid know; So tenderly I loved you, so sincerely, I pray God grant another love you so.

Don't be sad, don't be angry, if life deceives you! Submit to your grief - your time for joy will come, believe me.

Cabbage soup and barley. They're Russia's national food. Both excellent in their way, but a shade monotonous.

I loved you: and, it may be, from my soul The former love has never gone away, But let it not recall to you my dole; I wish not sadden you in any way. I loved you silently, without hope, fully, In diffidence, in jealousy, in pain; I loved you so tenderly and truly, As let you else be loved by any man.

It is better to have dreamed a thousand dreams that never were than never to have dreamed at all.