I Cherish My Childish Loves--the

Our Deeds Still Travel With Us From Afar, And What We Have Been Makes Us What We Are.

Life Is So Complicated A Game That The Devices Of Skill Are Liable To Be Defeated At Every Turn By Air-blown Chances, Incalculable As The Descent Of Thistle-down.

Every Woman Is Supposed To Have The Same Set Of Motives, Or Else To Be A Monster.

Among All The Many Kinds Of First Love, That Which Begins In Childish Companionship Is The Strongest And Most Enduring: When Passion Comes To Unite Its Force To Long Affection, Love Is At Its Spring-tide.

Affection Is The Broadest Basis Of A Good Life.