My Soul Is Awakened, My

It Is Foolish To Wish For Beauty. Sensible People Never Either Desire It For Themselves Or Care About It In Others. If The Mind Be But Well Cultivated, And The Heart Well Disposed, No One Ever Cares For The Exterior.

If We Can Only Speak To Slander Our Betters, Let Us Hold Our Tongues.

Because The Road Is Rough And Long, Should We Despise The Skylark's Song?

Adieu! But Let Me Cherish, Still, The Hope With Which I Cannot Part. Contempt May Wound, And Coldness Chill, But Still It Lingers In My Heart. And Who Can Tell But Heaven, At Last, May Answer All My Thousand Prayers, And Bid The Future Pay The Past With Joy For Anguish, Smiles For Tears?

I’ll Promise To Think Twice Before I Take Any Important Step You Seriously Disapprove Of.