Stolen Kisses Are Always Sweetest.

Night's Deepest Gloom Is But A Calm; That Soothes The Weary Mind: The Labored Days Restoring Balm; The Comfort Of Mankind.

Did You Ever Observe That Immoderate Laughter Always Ends In A Sigh?

When Moral Courage Feels That It Is In The Right, There Is No Personal Daring Of Which It Is Incapable.

Words Are Often Things Also, And Very Precious, Especially On The Gravest Occasions. Without "words," And The Truth Of Things That Is In Them, What Were We?

If You Become A Nun, Dear, The Bishop Love Will Be; The Cupids Every One, Dear! Will Chant-'we Trust In Thee!'