For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.
Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad.
My heart is like a singing bird.
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.
She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.
Obedience is the fruit of faith.
Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.
Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.
And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away.
Silence is more musical than any song.
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