He Was The First To Recognise Me,

Whatever My Powers--feminine Or The Contrary--god Had Given Them, And I Felt Resolute To Be Ashamed Of No Faculty Of His Bestowal.

Feeling Without Judgement Is A Washy Draught Indeed; But Judgement Untempered By Feeling Is Too Bitter And Husky A Morsel For Human Deglutition.

Life Is So Constructed, That The Event Does Not, Cannot, Will Not, Match The Expectation.

Life Appears To Me Too Short To Be Spent In Nursing Animosity, Or Registering Wrongs.

I Can Only Say With Deeper Sincerity And Fuller Significance What I Have Always Said In Theory - Wait God's Will.