Hopes And Regrets Are The

Strange The Affection Which Clings To Inanimate Objects - Objects Which Cannot Even Know Our Love! But It Is Not Return That Constitutes The Strength Of An Attachment.

There Is No Existence So Content As That Whose Present Is Engrossed By Employment, And Whose Future Is Filled By Some Strong Hope, The Truth Of Which Is Never Proved. Toil And Illusion Are The Only Secrets To Make Life Tolerable.

We Are Ourselves Our Happiness.

Experience Teaches, It Is True; But She Never Teaches In Time.

Hopes And Regrets Are The Sweetest Links Of Existence.