The Intellect Of The Generality Of Women

Old Age Is A Tyrant, Who Forbids, Under Pain Of Death, The Pleasures Of Youth.

Nothing Is Rarer Than Real Goodness.

It Is With An Old Love As It Is With Old Age A Man Lives To All The Miseries, But Is Dead To All The Pleasures.

We Are Almost Always Wearied In The Company Of Persons With Whom We Are Not Permitted To Be Weary.

The Better Part Of One's Life Consists Of His Friendships. Abraham Lincoln, Letter To Joseph Gillespie, July 13, 1849 Friendship Is Insipid To Those Who Have Experienced Love.