Fate whirls on the bark, and the rough gale sweeps from the rising tide the lazy calm of thought.

Fate whirls on the bark, and the rough gale sweeps from the rising tide the lazy calm of thought.

And, of all the things upon earth, I hold that a faithful friend is the best.

Leave glory to great folks. Ah, castles in the air cost a vast deal to keep up!

Reading without purpose is sauntering not exercise.

There is in the heart of woman such a deep well of love that no age can freeze it.

Ah, what without a heaven would be even love!--a perpetual terror of the separation that must one day come.