... Indefinite Visions Of Ambition Are Weak

You Are Discontented With The World Because You Can't Get Just The Small Things That Suit Your Pleasure, Not Because It's A World Where Myriads Of Men And Women Are Ground By Wrong And Misery, And Tainted With Pollution.

Loquacity With Tongue Or Pen Is Its Own Reward -- Or, Punishment.

Husbands Are An Inferior Class Of Men, Who Require Keeping In Order.

In Old Days There Were Angels Who Came And Took Men By The Hand And Led Them Away From The City Of Destruction. We See No White-winged Angels Now. But Yet Men Are Led Away From Threatening Destruction: A Hand Is Put Into Theirs, Which Leads Them Forth Gently Towards A Calm And Bright Land, So That They Look No More Backward; And The Hand May Be A Little Child's.

Melodies Die Out, Like The Pipe Of Pan, With The Ears That Love Them And Listen For Them.