The Floods Of Nonsense Printed

Those Only Can Thoroughly Feel The Meaning Of Death Who Know What Is Perfect Love.

I've Never Any Pity For Conceited People, Because I Think They Carry Their Comfort About With Them.

Mighty Is The Force Of Motherhood! It Transforms All Things By Its Vital Heat.

If Youth Is The Season Of Hope, It Is Often So Only In The Sense That Our Elders Are Hopeful About Us; For No Age Is So Apt As Youth To Think Its Emotions, Partings, And Resolves Are The Last Of Their Kind. Each Crisis Seems Final, Simply Because It Is New. We Are Told That The Oldest Inhabitants In Peru Do Not Cease To Be Agitated By The Earthquakes, But They Probably See Beyond Each Shock, And Reflect That There Are Plenty More To Come.

I Protest Against Any Absolute Conclusion.