A Good Solid Bit Of Work Lasts.

And, Of Course Men Know Best About Everything, Except What Women Know Better.

I Would Not Creep Along The Coast But Steer Out In Mid-sea, By Guidance Of The Stars.

But Most Of Us Are Apt To Settle Within Ourselves That The Man Who Blocks Our Way Is Odious, And Not To Mind Causing Him A Little Of The Disgust Which His Personality Excites In Ourselves.

Poetry And Art And Knowledge Are Sacred And Pure.

There Is No Compensation For The Woman Who Feels That The Chief Relation Of Her Life Has Been No More Than A Mistake. She Has Lost Her Crown. The Deepest Secret Of Human Blessedness Has Half Whispered Itself To Her, And Then Forever Passed Her By.