Praise Is Sometimes A Good

The Stars Are So Far, Far Away!

There Is No Wretchedness Like Self-reproach.

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.

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

Oh, Only Those Whose Souls Have Felt This One Idolatry Can Tell How Precious Is The Slightest Thing Affection Gives And Hallows.