It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it.
From Christian Nestell Bovee
Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.
Earth took her shining station as a star, In Heaven's dark hall, high up the crowd of worlds.
Heaven lent you a soul, Earth will lend a grave.
Courage enlarges, cowardice diminishes resources. In desperate straits the fears of the timid aggravate the dangers that imperil the brave.
Sensitiveness is closely allied to egotism; and excessive sensibility is only another name for morbid self-consciousness. The cure for tender sensibilities is to make more of our objects and less of our selves.
As threshing separates the wheat from the chaff, so does affliction purify virtue.
Tears are nature's lotion for the eyes. The eyes see better for being washed by them.
Our first and last love is self-love.
False friends are like our shadow, keeping close to us while we walk in the sunshine, but leaving us the instant we cross into the shade.
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