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Eleanor Grove translation
Blessings go as quickly as they come Hast thou a wounded heart? touch it seldom Nothing is perfectly certain in this world Only two remedies for heart-sickness:—hope and patience Remember, a lie and your death are one and the same Scarcely be able to use so large a sum—Then abuse it Whatever a man would do himself, he thinks others are capable of When love has once taken firm hold of a man in riper years