I Soon Forgot Storm In

While I Loved, And While I Was Loved, What An Existence I Enjoyed!

Talented People Almost Always Know Full Well The Excellence That Is In Them.

I Like To See Flowers Growing, But When They Are Gathered, They Cease To Please. I Look On Them As Things Rootless And Perishable; Their Likeness To Life Makes Me Sad. I Never Offer Flowers To Those I Love; I Never Wish To Receive Them From Hands Dear To Me.

Give Him Enough Rope And He Will Hang Himself.

I Am Not Deceitful: If I Were, I Should Say I Loved You; But I Declare I Do Not Love You: I Dislike You The Worst Of Anybody In The World.