Idleness Is A Mother. She Has A

How Frightened Hypocrisy Hastens To Defend Itself.

He Left Her. She Was Dissatisfied With Him. He Had Preferred To Incur Her Anger Rather Than Cause Her Pain. He Had Kept All The Pain For Himself.

The Quantity Of Civilization Is Measured By The Quality Of Imagination.

I Am A Soul. I Know Well That What I Shall Render Up To The Grave Is Not Myself. That Which Is Myself Will Go Elsewhere. Earth, Thou Art Not My Abyss!

It Is Only Barbarous Nations Who Have A Sudden Growth After A Victory