Traveling In The Company Of Those We

Stolen Kisses Are Always Sweetest.

We Really Cannot See What Equanimity There Is In Jerking A Lacerated Carp Out Of The Water By The Jaws, Merely Because It Has No The Power Of Making A Noise; For We Presume That The Most Philosophic Of Anglers Would Hardly Delight In Catching A Shrieking Fish.

The Person Who Can Be Only Serious Or Only Cheerful, Is But Half A Man.

Tears Hinder Sorrow From Becoming Despair.

Christmas Is The Glorious Time Of Great Too-much.