Fame Is A Very Good

I Often Think Flowers Are The Angels' Alphabet Whereby They Write On Hills And Fields Mysterious And Beautiful Lessons For Us To Feel And Learn.

It’s Amazing How Lovely Common Things Become, If One Only Knows How To Look At Them.

I've Neither Beauty, Money, Nor Rank, Yet Every Foolish Boy Mistakes My Frank Interest For Something Warmer, And Makes Me Miserable. It Is My Misfortune. Think Of Me What You Will, But Beware Of Me In Time, For Against My Will I May Do You Harm.

Prosperity Suits Some People, And They Blossom Best In A Glow Of Sunshine; Others Need The Shade, And Are The Sweeter For A Touch Of Frost.

"stay" Is A Charming Word In A Friend's Vocabulary.