“A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.”

My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

A kiss is a rosy dot placed on the “i” in loving.

A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.

A great nose may be an index Of a great soul.

All our souls are written in our eyes.

I am what I am because early in life I decided that I would please at least myself in all things.

And if kisses in these words could travel too, Madam, you’d read this letter with your lips.

A pessimist is a man who tells the truth prematurely.

The dream, alone, is of interest. What is life without a dream?

You must believe me when I believe, and not when I doubt.

My soul, be satisfied with flowers, with fruit, with weeds even; but gather them in the one garden you may call your own.

A large nose is in fact the sign of an affable man, good, courteous, witty, liberal, courageous, such as I am.

It is at night that faith in light is admirable.

My heart always timidly hides itself behind my mind. I set out to bring down stars from the sky, then, for fear of ridicule, I stop and pick little flowers of eloquence.

To joke in the face of danger is the supreme politeness, a delicate refusal to cast oneself as a tragic hero.

To offend is my pleasure; I love to be hated.

Lying rumours do not penetrate farther than our ears.

I just seen you in Vegas, you were chubby, your ears were chubby.

You must lend an ear today, because we are the leaders of tomorrow

A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.

Hungry bellies have no ears.

Is not moderation an old refrain Ringing in our ears? from which we all refrain.

What treatment in an emergency is administered by ear?

Tell us please, what treatment in an emergency is administered by ear?”….I met his gaze and I did not blink. “Words of comfort,” I said to my father.