Magnifying A Matter Is Not The Way

Well, Buttermere, This Is A Day That Is Good To Live And Breathe In, That Makes A Man Feel In His Prime. Standing Here In Front Of My House, I Feel As Young As When I Moved Into It Thirty Years Ago, In The Year Eighteen Hundred And Fifty-nine. What Aged Man Would You Take Me To Be, As I Step As It Were Casually Into Your View?

A Plot Is Like The Bones Of A Person, Not Interesting Like Expression, Or Signs Of Experience, But The Support Of The Whole.

A Person Who Can Really Be Called An Unselfish Person, Has No Place In Life.

Real Charity And Real Ability Never To Condemn-the One Real Virtue-is So Often The Result Of A Waking Experience That Gives A Glimpse Of What Lies Beneath Things.

Pushing Forty? She's Hanging On For Dear Life.