There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.

A word that has been said may be unsaid-it is but air. But when a deed is done, it cannot be undone, nor can our thoughts reach out to all the mischiefs that may follow.

That tree is very old, but I never saw prettier blossoms on it than it now bears. That tree grows new wood each year. Like that apple tree, I try to grow a new little wood each year.

Simplicity in character, in manners, in style; in all things the supreme excellence is simplicity.

And in the wreck of noble lives Something immortal still survives.

Our blossoms of passion, gay and luxuriant flowers, are bright and full of fragrance, but they beguile us and lead us astray, and their odor is deadly.

They who go Feel not the pain of parting; it is they Who stay behind that suffer.