Nor All That Heralds Rake

Father Of Light! Great God Of Heaven! Hear'st Thou The Accents Of Despair? Can Guilt Like Man's Be E'er Forgiven? Can Vice Atone For Crimes By Prayer.

Friendship May, And Often Does, Grow Into Love, But Love Never Subsides Into Friendship.

Go Let Thy Less Than Woman's Hand Assume The Distaff Not The Brand.

A Pretty Woman Is A Welcome Guest.

Curiosity Kills Itself; And Love Is Only Curiosity, As Is Proved By Its End.