How Narrow Our Souls Become When Absorbed

The Words That A Father Speaks To His Children In The Privacy Of Home Are Not Heard By The World, But, As In Whispering Galleries, They Are Clearly Heard At The End, And By Posterity.

God Is An Unutterable Sigh, Planted In The Depths Of The Soul.

Nothing Is More Beautiful Than Cheerfulness In An Old Face.

Passion Makes The Best Observations And The Sorriest Conclusions.

The Romance Of Life Begins And Ends With Two Blank Pages. Age And Extreme Old Age.