We Get A Deal O' Useless Things

It Is Surely Better To Pardon Too Much, Than To Condemn Too Much.

No Anguish I Have Had To Bear On Your Account Has Been Too Heavy A Price To Pay For The New Life Into Which I Have Entered In Loving You.

In The Man Whose Childhood Has Known Caresses And Kindness, There Is Always A Fiber Of Memory That Can Be Touched To Gentle Issues.

There's No Disappointment In Memory, And One's Exaggerations Are Always On The Good Side.

I Cherish My Childish Loves--the Memory Of That Warm Little Nest Where My Affections Were Fledged.