The Beauty Of A Lovely Woman Is

Are There Many Situations More Sublimely Tragic Than The Struggle Of The Soul With The Demand To Renounce A Work Which Has Been All The Significance Of Its Life--a Significance Which Is To Vanish As The Waters Which Come And Go Where No Man Has Need Of Them?

We Must Find Our Duties In What Comes To Us, Not In What Might Have Been.

Those Who Trust Us Educate Us.

So Shall I Join The Choir Invisible Whose Music Is The Gladness Of The World.

There Is Hardly Any Contact More Depressing To A Young Ardent Creature Than That Of A Mind In Which Years Full Of Knowledge Seem To Have Issued In A Blank Absence Of Interest Or Sympathy.