As With Stomachs, We Should Pity Minds

The Real, Native South Seas Food Is Lousy. You Can't Eat It.

Women Are More Credulous Than Men.

There Is No Distress So Complete But That Even In The Most Critical Moments The Inexplicable Sunrise Of Hope Is Seen In Its Depths.

Our Life Dreams The Utopia. Our Death Achieves The Ideal.

The Jostling Of Young Minds Against Each Other Has This Wonderful Attribute, That One Can Never Foresee The Spark, Nor Predict The Flash. What Will Spring Up In A Moment? Nobody Knows.