Anger Is An Expensive Luxury

Romance Like A Ghost Escapes Touching; It Is Always Where You Are Not, Not Where You Are. The Interview Or Conversation Was Prose At The Time, But It Is Poetry In The Memory.

I Think That To Have Known One Good, Old Man-one Man, Who, Through The Chances And Mischances Of A Long Life, Has Carried His Heart In His Hand, Like A Palm-branch, Waving All Discords Into Peace-helps Our Faith In God, In Ourselves, And In Each Other More Than Many Sermons

Happiness Lies, First Of All, In Health.

Age Is A Matter Of Feeling, Not Of Years.

The New Year Begins In A Snow-storm Of White Vows.