How Awful To Reflect That What People

Growing Old Is Not A Gradual Decline, But A Series Of Drops, Full Of Sorrow, From One Ledge To Another Below It.

People Have A Right To Be Shocked; The Mention Of Unmentionable Things Is A Kind Of Participation In Them.

If You Are Losing Your Leisure, Look Out! You Are Losing Your Soul.

Eat With The Rich, But Go To The Play With The Poor, Who Are Capable Of Joy.

We Grow With Years More Fragile In Body, But Morally Stutter, And Can Throw Off The Chill Of A Bad Conscience Almost At Once.