Girls Could Do Most Things

I Shall Keep My Book On The Table Here, And Read A Little Every Morning As Soon As I Wake, For I Know It Will Do Me Good, And Help Me Through The Day.

O Vanity, Mislead No More!

He Was Poor, Yet Always Appeared To Be Giving Something Away; A Stranger, Yet Everyone Was His Friend; No Longer Young, But As Happy-hearted As A Boy; Plain And Peculiar, Yet His Face Looked Beautiful To Many.

... Swept Into The Giddy Vortex Which Keeps So Many Young People Revolving Aimlessly, Till They Go Down Or Are Cast Upon The Shore, Wrecks Of What They Might Have Been

I Make So Many Beginnings There Never Will Be An End.