Smell Is The Sense Of Memory And

Every Artists Wants To Be Applauded

Too Much Apparatus, Designed To Guide Us In Experiments And To Supplement The Exactness Of Our Senses, Makes Us Neglect To Use Those Senses...the More Ingenious Our Apparatus, The Coarser And More Unskillful Are Our Senses. We Surround Ourselves With Tools And Fail To Use Those Which Nature Has Provided Every One Of Us.

Presence Of Mind, Penetration, Fine Observation, Are The Sciences Of Women; Ability To Avail Themselves Of These Is Their Talent.

Remorse Sleeps In The Atmosphere Of Prosperity.

Men, In General, Are Not This Or That, They Are What They Are Made To Be.