Love For Thy Love ,

Doubt Is A Thief That Often Makes Us Fear To Tread Where We Might Have Won.

Silence Is The Perfectest Herault Of Joy. I Were But Little Happy If I Could Say How Much.

Speak Comfortable Words.

Then With The Losers Let It Sympathize, For Nothing Can Seem Foul To Those That Win.

My Heart Suspects More Than Mine Eye Can See.