Perhaps Man Will Rise Ever

The Happiness Of Man Is: I Will. The Happiness Of Woman Is: He Wills. 'behold , Just Now The World ... Entire Love. And Woman Must Obey And Find A Depth For Her Surface. Surface Is The Disposition Of Woman: A Mobile, Stormy Film Over Shallow Water. Man's Disposition, However, Is Deep; His River Roars In Subterranean Caves: Woman Feels His Strength But Does Not Comprehend It.

Although You Have So Far Demonstrated Little Faith In My Ability To Pay, I Yet Hope To Demonstrate That I Am Somebody Who Pays His Debts-for Example, To You.

The Existence Of Forgetting Has Never Been Proved: We Only Know That Some Things Don't Come To Mind When We Want Them.

When An Idea Is Just Rising On The Horizon, The Soul's Temperature With Respect To It Is Usually Very Cold. Only Gradually Does The Idea Develop Its Warmth, And It Is Hottest (which Is To Say, Exerting Its Greatest Influence) When Belief In The Idea Is Already Once Again In Decline.

Not To Be Cowardly When It Comes To Our Own Actions! Not To Leave Them In The Lurch!--the Sting Of Conscience Is Indecent.