There is a large stock on hand; but somehow or other, nobody's experience ever suits us but our own.
There is a large stock on hand; but somehow or other, nobody's experience ever suits us but our own.
Ah, tell me not that memory sheds gladness o'er the past, what is recalled by faded flowers, save that they did not last?
Love is a pearl of purest hue, But stormy waves are round it And dearly may a woman rue, The hour that she found it.
Enthusiasm is the divine particle in our composition: with it we are great, generous, and true; without it, we are little, false, and mean.
We might have been - these are but common words, and yet they make the sum of life's bewailing.
Whatever people in general do not understand, they are always prepared to dislike; the incomprehensible is always the obnoxious.
All sweeping assertions are erroneous.
Delicious tears! The heart's own dew.
We need to suffer, that we may learn to pity.
How disappointment tracks the steps of hope.
Society is like a large piece of frozen water; and skating well is the great art o social life.
No thoroughly occupied man was ever yet very miserable.
Few, save the poor, feel for the poor.
An apt quotation is like a lamp which flings its light over the whole sentence.
Were it not better to forget than to remember and regret?
A brier rose whose buds yield fragrant harvest for the honey bee.
I think hearts are very much like glasses. If they do not break with the first ring, they usually last a considerable time.
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