Sorrow Makes An Ugly Face

The Seeds Of Death Are Sown In Us When We Begin To Live, And Grow Up Till, Like Rampant Weeds, They Choak The Tender Flower Of Life.

Marriage Is The Highest State Of Friendship. If Happy, It Lessens Our Cares By Dividing Them, At The Same Time That It Doubles Our Pleasures By Mutual Participation.

Women Are Sometimes Drawn In To Believe Against Probability By The Unwillingness They Have To Doubt Their Own Merit.

A Good Man, Though He Will Value His Own Countrymen, Yet Will Think As Highly Of The Worthy Men Of Every Nation Under The Sun.

Tho' Beauty Is Generally The Creature Of Fancy, Yet Are There Some Who Will Be Beauties In Every Eye.