Recollection Is The Only Paradise

Ah! The Seasons Of Love Roll Not Backward But Onward, Downward Forever.

The Romance Of Life Begins And Ends With Two Blank Pages. Age And Extreme Old Age.

The End We Aim At Must Be Known, Before The Way Can Be Made.

Woman And Men Of Retiring Timidity Are Cowardly Only In Dangers Which Affect Themselves, But The First To Rescue When Others Are In Danger.

Variety Of Mere Nothings Gives More Pleasure Than Uniformity Of Something.