My Peace Is Gone, My

Sometimes I Don't Understand How Another Can Love Her, Is Allowed To Love Her, Since I Love Her So Completely Myself, So Intensely, So Fully, Grasp Nothing, Know Nothing, Have Nothing But Her!

Do You Want To Live Happily? Travel With Two Bags, One For Giving, The Other For Receiving.

He Loves Not Who Does Not See The Faults Of The Beloved As Virtues.

To Measure Up To All That Is Demanded Of Him, A Man Must Overestimate His Capacities

The Style Of Writing Required In The Great World Is Distinguished By A Free And Daring Grace, A Careless Security, A Fine And Sharp Polish, A Delicate And Perfect Taste; While That Fitted For The People Is Characterized By A Vigorous Natural Fulness, A Profound Depth Of Feeling, And An Engaging Naivete.