We cease loving ourselves if no one loves us. >>
Wit lies in recognizing the resemblance among things which differ and >>
Sow good services: sweet remembrances will grow from them. >>
With care, and skill, and cunning art, She parried Time's malicious da >>
I married an archaeologist because the older I grow, the more he appre >>
Age is not all decay; it is the ripening, the swelling, of the fresh l >>
When a noble life has prepared old age, it is not decline that it reveals, but the first days of immortality.