There Is But On Virtue--the Eternal Sacrifice

Oblivion Is The Flower That Grows Best On Graves.

Weeds Are Omnipresent; Errors Are To Be Found In The Heart Of The Most Lovable.

A Day Will Come When Everything In My Life Will Be Changed, When I Shall Do Good To Others, When Some One Will Love Me, When I Shall Give My Whole Heart To The Man Whi Gives Ne His; Neanwhile, U Will Suffer In Silence And Keep My Love As A Reward For Him Who Shall Set Me Free.

No Human Being Can Control Love, And No One Is To Blame Either For Feeling It Or For Losing It. What Alone Degrades A Woman Is Falsehood.

Vanity Is The Quicksand Of Reason.