These Gems Have Life In

There Are New Eras In One's Life That Are Equivalent To Youth-are Something Better Than Youth.

A Man Falling Into Dark Waters Seeks A Momentary Footing Even On Sliding Stones.

Perspective, As Its Inventor Remarked, Is A Beautiful Thing. What Horrors Of Damp Huts, Where Human Beings Languish, May Not Become Picturesque Through Aerial Distance! What Hymning Of Cancerous Vices May We Not Languish Over As Sublimest Art In The Safe Remoteness Of A Strange Language And Artificial Phrase! Yet We Keep A Repugnance To Rheumatism And Other Painful Effects When Presented In Our Personal Experience.

As They Who Make Good Luck A God Count All Unlucky Men.

Perhaps The Wind Wails So In Winter For The Summers Dead, And All Sad Sounds Are Nature's Funeral Cries For What Has Been And Is Not.