A Young Man Rarely Gets A Better

Poet, Forger Of Ideals, Dreamer Among The Possibilities Of Life, Prophet Of The Millenium, Do You Get Impatient With The Prosaic Life Around You -- The Dulness, And The Earthliness, And The Brutishness Of Men? Fret Not. Go Forward Into The Realm Which Stretches Before You; Climb The Highest Mountain You Can Reach, And Plant A Cross There. The Nations Will Come Up To It Some Day. Work For Immortality If You Will; Then Wait For It. If Your Own Age Fail To Recognize You, A Coming Age Will Not.

It Is The Life In Literature That Acts Upon Life.

Life Is Before You,- Not Earthly Life Alone, But Life- A Thread Running Interminably Through The Warp Of Eternity.

Fashion Is Not Public Opinion, Or The Result Of Embodiment Of Public Opinion. It May Be That Public Opinion Will Condemn The Shape Of A Bonnet, As It May Venture To Do Always, And With The Certainty Of Being Right Nine Times In Ten: But Fashion Will Place It Upon The Head Of Every Woman In America; And, Were It Literally A Crown Of Thorns, She Would Smile Contentedly Beneath The Imposition.

The Most Beautiful Sight This Earth Affords Is A Man Or Woman So Filled With Love That Duty Is Only A Name, And Its Performance The Natural Outflow And Expression Of The Love Which Has Become The Central Principle Of Their Life.