Can anything be sadder than work left unfinished? Yes, work never begun.
— Christina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind? Neither you nor I but when the trees bow down their heads, the wind is passing by.
Hope is like a harebell trembling from its birth.
Obedience is the fruit of faith.
Better by far you should forget and smile that you should remember and be sad.
For there is no friend like a sister in calm or stormy weather; To cheer one on the tedious way, to fetch one if one goes astray, to lift one if one totters down, to strengthen whilst one stands.
She gave up beauty in her tender youth, gave all her hope and joy and pleasant ways; she covered up her eyes lest they should gaze on vanity, and chose the bitter truth.
I might show facts as plain as day: but, since your eyes are blind, you'd say, 'Where? What?' and turn away.
And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.
Silence is more musical than any song.
Love shall be our token; love be yours and love be mine.
I dream of you to wake; would that I might Dream of you and not wake but slumber on.
My heart is like a singing bird.
