There Is A Joy In Sorrow Which

There Is A Joy In Sorrow Which None But A Mourner Can Know.

Every Man Has A Rainy Corner Of His Life Whence Comes Foul Weather Which Follows Him.

A Variety Of Nothing Is Superior To A Monotony Of Something.

In Later Life, As In Earlier, Only A Few Persons Influence The Formation Of Our Character; The Multitude Pass Us By Like A Distant Army. One Friend, One Teacher, One Beloved, One Club, One Dining Table, One Work Table Are The Means By Which One's Nation And The Spirit Of One's Nation Affect The Individual.

Our Birthdays Are Feathers In The Broad Wing Of Time.