He Knows So Little And

I Have Little Faith In The Theory That Organized Killing Is The Best Prelude To Peace.

It Is Lovely, When I Forget All Birthdays, Including My Own, To Find That Somebody Remembers Me.

Given Two Tempers And The Time, The Ordinary Marriage Produces Anarchy.

To Be Honest And Yet Popular Is Almost As Difficult In Literature As It Is In Life.

A Doctrine Of Endurance Flows Easily From Our Lips When We Are Enduring Jam And Our Neighbors Dry Bread, And It Is Still Possible For Us To Become Resigned To The Afflictions Of Our Brother.