I Protest Against Any Absolute Conclusion.

Our Words Have Wings, But Fly Not Where We Would.

Our Deeds Determine Us, As Much As We Determine Our Deeds.

Life Is So Complicated A Game That The Devices Of Skill Are Liable To Be Defeated At Every Turn By Air-blown Chances, Incalculable As The Descent Of Thistle-down.

Mighty Is The Force Of Motherhood! It Transforms All Things By Its Vital Heat; It Turns Timidity Into Fierce Courage, And Dreadless Defiance Into Tremulous Submission; It Turns Thoughtlessness Into Foresight, And Yet Stills All Anxiety Into Calm Content; It Makes Selfishness Become Self-denial, And Gives Even To Hard Vanity The Glance Of Admiring Love.

Plainness Has Its Peculiar Temptations And Vices Quite As Much As Beauty.