I, who had had my heart full for hours, took advantage of an early moment of solitude, to cry in it very bitterly. Suddenly a little hairy head thrust itself from behind my pillow into my face, rubbing its ears and nose against me in a responsive agitation, and drying the tears as they came.

Definition of Love: A score of zero in tennis. I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears of all my life.

The least flower, with brimming cup, may stand and share its dew drop with another near.

We have hearts within, Warm, live, improvident, indecent hearts.

With what cracked pitchers go we to deep wells In this world!

But so fair, She takes the breath of men away Who gaze upon her unaware.

How many desolate creatures on the earth have learnt the simple dues of fellowship and social comfort, in a hospital.