The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.

The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears.

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad

Melancholy is the pleasure of being sad

Smile, damn it !! Smile.

Smile, damn it !! Smile.

Never frown...even when you're sad you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile.

Never frown...even when you're sad you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile.

To banish cares, scare away sorrow and soothe pain is the business of the poet and singer.

To banish cares, scare away sorrow and soothe pain is the business of the poet and singer.

Man could not live if he were entirely impervious to sadness. Many sorrows can be endured only by being embraced, read more

Man could not live if he were entirely impervious to sadness. Many sorrows can be endured only by being embraced, and the pleasure taken in them naturally has a somewhat melancholy character. So, melancholy is morbid only when it occupies too much place in life; but it is equally morbid for it to be wholly excluded from life.

Sometimes it is a great joy just to listen to someone we love talking.

Sometimes it is a great joy just to listen to someone we love talking.

Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.

Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.

Of all the words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these... it might have been.

Of all the words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these... it might have been.