Faults are beauties in a lovers eye.
Youth passes like a dream.
Beauty is a delightful prejudice.
Man will ever stand in need of man.
Cicala to cicala is dear, and ant to ant, and hawks to hawks, but to me the muse and song.
Even a little gift may be vast with loving kindness.
Trying will do anything in this world.
Now begins a torrent of words and a trickling of sense.
Sameron adion aso I shall sing a sweeter song tomorrow
Verily, great grace may go with a little gift; and precious are all things that come from friends.
Cats will always lie soft.
All cats love a cushioned couch.
Sleeping we imagine what awake we wish; D ogs dream of bones, and fishermen of fish.