Repetition Is The Mother Of

As A Man Grows Older It Is Harder And Harder To Frighten Him.

Every Friend Is To The Other A Sun, And A Sunflower Also. He Attracts And Follows.

He Thought Of The Mouldering Child, Which Laid Its Withered Thin Arms Around His Soul, As If It Were His Own, And To Whom Death Had Given As Much As A God Gave To Endymion, — Sleep, Eternal Youth, And Immortality.

Paradise Is Always Where Love Dwells.

A Timid Person Is Frightened Before A Danger, A Coward During The Time, And A Courageous Person Afterward.