That is ever the way. 'Tis all jealousy to the bride and good wishes to the corpse.
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by. Yes, but some of them are golden only because we let them slip.
You must have been warned against letting the golden hours slip by; but some of them are golden only because we let them slip by.
It is not real work unless you would rather be doing something else.
Let no one who loves be unhappy, even love unreturned has its rainbow.
Shall we make a new rule of life from tonight: always to try to be a little kinder than is necessary?
