Man Has His Will, But Woman Has

Man Is Born A Predestined Idealist, For He Is Born To Act. To Act Is To Affirm The Worth Of An End, And To Persist In Affirming The Worth Of An End Is To Make An Ideal.

The Books We Read Should Be Chosen With Great Care, That They May Be, As An Egyptian King Wrote Over His Library,'the Medicines Of The Soul.

What Refuge Is There For The Victim Who Is Oppressed With The Feeling That There Are A Thousand New Books He Ought To Read, While Life Is Only Long Enough For Him To Attempt To Read A Hundred?

Chicago Sounds Rough To The Maker Of Verse. One Comfort We Have - Cincinnati Sounds Worse.

Language Is The Blood Of The Soul Into Which Thoughts Run And Out Of Which They Grow.