The more i get to know people, the more i like dogs.

Life is the greatest of blessings and death the worst of evils.... all great, powerful souls love life.

No compass has ever been invented for the high seas of matrimony.

On the waves of the brook she dances by, The light, the lovely dragon-fly; She dances here, she dances there, The shimmering, glimmering flutterer fair. And many a foolish young beetle's impressed By the blue gauze gown in which she is dressed; They admire the enamel that decks her bright, And her elegant waist so slim and slight.

The sun's sweet ray is hovering discovered.

Lyrical poetry is much the same an every age, as the songs of the nightingales in every spring-time.

The beauteous dragonfly's dancing By the waves of the rivulet glancing; She dances here and she dances there, The glimmering, glittering flutterer fair. Full many a beetle with loud applause Admires her dress of azure gauze, Admires her body's bright splendour, And also her figure so slender...