Love Is Not A Volunteer Thing.

The Person Who Is Worthiest To Live, Is Fittest To Die.

Love Before Marriage Is Absolutely Necessary.

The Eye Is The Casement At Which The Heart Generally Looks Out. Many A Woman Who Will Not Show Herself At The Door, Has Tipt The Sly, The Intelligible Wink From The Window.

The Longer A Woman Remains Single, The More Apprehensive She Will Be Of Entering Into The State Of Wedlock. At Seventeen Or Eighteen, A Girl Will Plunge Into It, Sometimes Without Either Fear Or Wit; At Twenty, She Will Begin To Think; At Twenty-four, Will Weigh And Discriminate; At Twenty-eight, Will Be Afraid Of Venturing; At Thirty, Will Turn About, And Look Down The Hill She Has Ascended, And Sometimes Rejoice, Sometimes Repent, That She Has Gained That Summit Sola.

The Unhappy Never Want Enemies.