The Sick Woman Especially: No

Science Rushes Headlong, Without Selectivity, Without "taste," At Whatever Is Knowable, In The Blind Desire To Know All At Any Cost.

What Is The Vanity Of The Vainest Man Compared With The Vanity Which The Most Modest Possesses When, In The Midst Of Nature And The World, He Feels Himself To Be Man!

A Soul Which Knows That It Is Loved, But Does Not Itself Love, Betrays Its Sediment: Its Dregs Come Up.

A Little Wisdom Is Indeed Possible; But This Blessed Security Have I Found In All Things, That They Prefer--to Dance On The Feet Of Chance.

Principle Of "christian Love": It Insists Upon Being Well Paid In The End.