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There Are New Eras In One's Life That Are Equivalent To Youth-are Something Better Than Youth.

Childhood Is Only The Beautiful And Happy Time In Contemplation And Retrospect: To The Child It Is Full Of Deep Sorrows, The Meaning Of Which Is Unknown.

The Press Has No Band Of Critics Who Go The Round Of The Churches And Chapels, And Are On The Watch For A Slip Or Defect In The Preacher, To Make A 'feature' In Their Article: The Clergy Are, Practically, The Most Irresponsible Of All Talkers.

One Has To Spend Many Years In Learning How To Be Happy.

Beauty Is Part Of The Finished Language By Which Goodness Speaks.