Those who lift their hats shall see Nature as devout do God.
The friend anguish reveals is the slowest forgot.
in this short life that only lasts ah hour how much-how little-is within our power.
Love is everything. And that's all we know about it.
Speech is one symptom of affection; and silence one; the perfect communication is heard of none.
Twin loaves of bread have just been born into the world under my auspices. Fine children, the image of their mother. And here, my dear friend, is the glory.