Behind Every Fortune There Is A Crime.

Doubt Follows White-winged Hope With Trembling Steps.

Where Some One Else's Welfare Is Concerned, A Young Girl Becomes As Ingenious As A Thief. Guileless Where She Herself Is In Question, And Full Of Foresight For Me,-she Is Like A Heavenly Angel Forgiving The Strange Incomprehensible Sins Of Earth.

Conscience Is Our Unerring Judge Until We Finally Stifle It.

She Who Is Really A Wife, One In Heart, Flesh, And Bone, Must Follow Wherever He Leads, In Whom Her Life, Her Strength, Her Pride, And Happiness Are Centered.

When We Drink Coffee, Ideas March In Like The Army