Scratch A Yale Man With Both Hands

There Is A Moment—oh, Just Before The First Kiss, A Whispered Word—something That Makes It Worth While.

The Rich Get Richer And The Poor Get - Children.

No Grand Idea Was Ever Born In A Conference, But A Lot Of Foolish Ideas Have Died There.

Travel, Which Had Once Charmed Him, Seemed, At Length, Unendurable, A Business Of Color Without Substance, A Phantom Chase After His Own Dream's Shadow.

Kiss Me Now, Love Me Now.