Man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
Job v.7.

Man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.
Job v.7.

Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Mature love says: "I need you because I love you.".

Immature love says: "I love you because I need you." Mature love says: "I need you because I love you.".

Understanding brings control.

Understanding brings control.

How many young hearts have revealed the fact that what they had been trained to imagine the highest earthly felicity read more

How many young hearts have revealed the fact that what they had been trained to imagine the highest earthly felicity was but the beginning of care, disappointment, and sorrow, and often led to the extremity of mental and physical suffering.

The lion and the calf will lay down together, but the calf won't get much sleep..

The lion and the calf will lay down together, but the calf won't get much sleep..

We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.

We cannot really love anybody with whom we never laugh.

The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will read more

The flower of kindness will grow. Maybe not now, but it will some day. And in kind that kindness will flow, For kindness grows in this way.

I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which read more

I understand by this passion the union of desire, friendship, and tenderness, which is inflamed by a single female, which prefers her to the rest of her sex, and which seeks her possession as the supreme or the sole happiness of our being.

Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles read more

Nay, but Jack, such eyes! such eyes! so innocently wild! so bashfully irresolute! Not a glance but speaks and kindles some thought of love! Then, Jack, her cheeks! her cheeks, Jack! so deeply blushing at the insinuations of her tell-tale eyes! Then, Jack, her lips! O, Jack, lips smiling at their own discretion! and, if not smiling, more sweetly pouting -- more lovely in sullenness! Then, Jack, her neck! O, Jack, Jack!