The Other Thing That Happened

With My Somewhat Vague Aspiring Mind, To Be Imprisoned In The Rude Details Of A Most Material Life Was Often Irksome.

Anyone Who Realises What Love Is, The Dedication Of The Heart, So Profound, So Absorbing, So Mysterious, So Imperative, And Always Just In The Noblest Natures So Strong, Cannot Fail To See How Difficult, How Tragic Even, Must Often Be The Fate Of Those Whose Deepest Feelings Are Destined From The Earliest Days To Be A Riddle And A Stumbling-block, Unexplained To Themselves, Passed Over In Silence By Others.

Great Success In Examinations Does Naturally Not As A Rule Go With Originality Of Thought.

And Where There Had Been Only Jeers Or Taunts At First, Crowds Came To Listen With Serious And Sympathetic Mien.

Making A Choice Is Like Backing A Horse - In A Hundred Years, They May Decide You Picked Wrongly.