Colors Are The Smiles Of

God Made Both Tears And Laughter, And Both For Kind Purposes; For As Laughter Enables Mirth And Surprise To Breathe Freely, So Tears Enable Sorrow To Vent Itself Patiently. Tears Hinder Sorrow From Becoming Despair And Madness.

There Seems A Life In Hair, Though It Be Dead.

For The Qualities Of Sheer Wit And Humor, Swift Had No Superior, Ancient Or Modern.

We Are Violets Blue, For Our Sweetness Found Careless In The Mossy Shades, Looking On The Ground. Love's Dropp'd Eyelids And A Kiss,-- Such Our Breath And Blueness Is.

Cats At Firesides Live Luxuriously And Are The Picture Of Comfort.