Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down read more

Happiness is as a butterfly which, when pursued, is always beyond our grasp, but which if you will sit down quietly, may alight upon you.

People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.

People are just as happy as they make up their minds to be.

As soon as she (woman) begins to be ashamed of what she ought
not, she will not be ashamed read more

As soon as she (woman) begins to be ashamed of what she ought
not, she will not be ashamed of what she ought.
[Lat., Nae simul pudere quod non oportet coeperit; quod oportet
non pudebit.]

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.

People seldom do what they believe in. They do what is convenient, then repent.

People seldom do what they believe in. They do what is convenient, then repent.

There is no more mistaken path to happiness than worldliness, revelry, high life.

There is no more mistaken path to happiness than worldliness, revelry, high life.

A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.

A nightingale dies for shame if another bird sings better.

I am not ashamed that these reproaches can be cast upon us, and
that they can not be repelled.
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I am not ashamed that these reproaches can be cast upon us, and
that they can not be repelled.
[Lat., Pudet haec opprobria nobis
Et dici potuisse et non potuisse repelli.]

I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I am read more

I am inhabited by a cry.
Nightly it flaps out
Looking, with its hooks, for something to love.
I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.