The Heart Needs Not For Its Heaven

Like A Morning Dream, Life Becomes More And More Bright The Longer We Live, And The Reason Of Everything Appears More Clear. What Has Puzzled Us Before Seems Less Mysterious, And The Crooked Paths Look Straighter As We Approach The End.

Music Is Moonlight In The Gloomy Night Of Life.

A Man Never Discloses His Own Character So Clearly As When He Describes Anothers.

See, Indeed, That Your Daughter Is Thoroughly Grounded And Experienced In Household Duties; But Take Care, Through Religion And Poetry, To Keep Her Heart Open To Heaven.

A Woman Who Could Always Love Would Never Grow Old; And The Love Of Mother And Wife Would Often Give Or Preserve Many Charms If It Were Not Too Often Combined With Parental And Conjugal Anger. There Remains In The Face Of Women Who Are Naturally Serene And Peaceful, And Of Those Rendered So By Religion, An After-spring, And Later An After-summer, The Reflex Of Their Most Beautiful Bloom.