Not till the fire is dying in the grate, Look we for any kinship with the stars. Oh, wisdom never comes when it is gold, And the great price we paid for it full worth: We have it only when we are half earth. Little avails that coinage to the old!
Category: Age And Aging
Caricature is rough truth.
Category: Arts And Artists
Memoirs are the backstairs of history.
Ah, what a dusty answer gets the soul when hot for certainties in this our life!
That rarest gift to Beauty, Common Sense!
Category: Common Sense
Kissing don't last: cookery do!
Cynicism is intellectual dandyism.
Category: Cynics And Cynicism
A human act once set in motion flows on forever to the great account. Our deathlessness is in what we do, not in what we are.
Category: Death And Dying
Possession without obligation to the object possessed approaches felicity.
She poured a little social sewage into his ears.
The most dire disaster in love is the death of imagination.
Jealousy is love bed of burning snarl.
A kiss is but a kiss now! and no wave of a great flood that whirls me to the sea. But, as you will! we'll sit contentedly, and eat our pot of honey on the grave.
Category: Kisses And Kissing
The season of love is the carnival of egoism and it brings a touchstone to our natures.
Passions spin the plot: We are betrayed by what is false within.