The Romance Of Life Begins And Ends

Poverty Is The Only Load Which Is The Heavier The More Loved Ones There Are To Assist In Bearing It.

Joy Descends Gently Upon Us Like The Evening Dew, And Does Not Patter Down Like A Hailstorm.

Variety Of Mere Nothings Gives More Pleasure Than Uniformity Of Something.

Recollection Is The Only Paradise From Which We Cannot Be Turned Out.

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.