You Are A Lover. Borrow Cupid's Wings

A Hit, A Very Palpable Hit.

Put Money In Thy Purse.

When I Got Enough Confidence, The Stage Was Gone. When I Was Sure Of Losing, I Won. When I Needed People The Most, They Left Me. When I Learnt To Dry My Tears, I Found A Shoulder To Cry On. And When I Mastered The Art Of Hating, Somebody Started Loving Me.

Love's Mind Of Judgment Rarely Hath A Taste: Wings And No Eyes Figure Unheedy Haste.

I Can Express No Kinder Sign Of Love, Than This Kind Kiss.