Her great merit is finding out mine -- there is nothing so amiable as >>
No ear can hear nor tongue can tell the tortures of the inward hell! >>
There's naught, no doubt, so much the spirit calms as rum and true rel >>
I wear my heart on my sleeve. >>
What of us lies in the hearts of others is our truest and deepest self >>
Why should I go into details, we have nothing that is not perishable e >>
The heart will break, but broken live on.