Happiness Is Not Perfected Until It Is

Dr. Johnson Has Said That The Chief Glory Of A Country Arises From Its Authors. But Then That Is Only As They Are Oracles Of Wisdom; Unless They Teach Virtue, They Are More Worthy Of A Halter Than Of The Laurel.

Love Is Full Of Imagination.

In His Fairy Dreams Of War [thaddeus] Always Made Conquest The Sure End Of His Battles.

Yet Happiness Isn't Something You Chase, It's Something You Are. It's Something You Think, It's Something You Believe.

Happiness Is A Sunbeam Which May Pass Through A Thousand Bosoms Without Losing A Particle Of Its Original Ray; Nay, When It Strikes On A Kindred Heart, Like The Converged Light On A Mirror, It Reflects Itself With Redoubled Brightness. It Is Not Perfected Till It Is Shared.