A lamp is lit in woman's eye; that souls, else lost on earth, remember angels by.

One gets, sensitive about losing mornings after getting a little used to them with living in a country. Each one of these endlessly varied daybreaks is an opera but once performed.

A flirt is like a dipper attached to a hydrant; every one is at liberty to drink from it, but no one desires to carry it away.

Gratitude is not only the memory but the homage of the heart- rendered to God for his goodness.

Maturity is most rapid in the low latitudes, where pineapples and women most do thrive.

Pitch a lucky man into the Nile, says the Arabian proverb, and he will come up with a fish in his mouth!

It is the month of June, The month of leaves and roses, When pleasant sights salute the eyes, And pleasant scents the noses.

I knelt, and with the fervor of a lip unused to the cool breath of reason, told my love.

Like Melrose Abbey, large cities should especially be viewed by moonlight.

The lily and the rose in her fair face striving for precedence.

The taste forever refines in the study of women.

To take away a woman's ability to walk is one thing

The cold stars spun to the ancient rhythm, the august march of an everlasting symphony. They are old, the stars, and their memory is long.

Extreme distress, which unites the virtue of a free people, imbitters the factions of a declining monarchy.

Smart, bold, and practical. I Will Teach You To Be Rich is packed with tips that actually work.

The VCR is to the American film producer, as the Boston Strangler is to the woman home alone.

Kiss me or let me go. I don’t care anymore.

In the matter of a difficult question it is more likely that the truth should have been discovered by the few than by the many.

Nothing gives quite the satisfaction that doing things brings.

Someone who does not see a pane of glass is not aware of not seeing it.