One crowded hour of glorious life is worth an age without a name
The heart-sick faintness of the hope delayed!
All is possible for those who dare to die!
The misery of keeping a dog is his dying so soon. But, to be sure, if he lived for fifty years and then died, what would become of me?
Mystery has great charms for womanhood.
I envy thee not thy faith, which is ever in thy mouth but never in thy heart nor in thy practice