Ladies Are Like Creeds; If You Cannot

It Is With Fiction As With Religion: It Should Present Another World, And Yet One To Which We Feel The Tie.

The Phantom-host Has Faded Quite, Splendor And Terror Gone-- Portent Or Promise--and Gives Way To Pale, Meek Dawn.

Nothing Can Lift The Heart Of Man Like Manhood In A Fellow Man.

My Body Is But The Lees Of My Better Being.

If You Can Get Nothing Better Out Of The World, Get A Good Dinner Out Of It, At Least.