The Blessings Of Matrimony, Like

Society Is Like A Large Piece Of Frozen Water; And Skating Well Is The Great Art Of Social Life.

My Tears Are Buried In My Heart, Like Cave-locked Fountains Sleeping.

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

Curiosity And Courtesy Are Very Often At Variance.

The Past Is Perpetual Youth To The Heart.