…men Never Forgive Like Women.

For The Wise Old Man Was Universally Beloved, And Ministered So Beautifully To His Flock That Many Of Them Thanked Him All Their Lives For The Help Given To Both Hearts And Souls.

I've Learned To Check The Hasty Words That Rise To My Lips, And When I Feel That They Mean To Break Out Against My Will, I Just Go Away For A Minute, And Give Myself A Little Shake For Being So Weak And Wicked.

The Young People Were Playing That Still More Absorbing Game In Which Hearts Are Always Trumps.

I Did Fail, Say What You Will, For Jo Wouldn't Love Me.

My Only Answer Is, If My Grave Stood Open On One Side And You Upon The Other I'd Go Into My Grave Before I Would Take One Step To Meet You.