The Methods By Which Men Have Met

Like A Bird She Seems To Wear Gay Plumage Unconsciously, As If It Grew Upon Her.

If Every Child Might Live The Life Predestined In A Mother's Heart, All The Way From The Cradle To The Coffin, He Would Walk Upon A Beam Of Light, And Shine In Glory.

Every Man Should Keep A Fair-sized Cemetery In Which To Bury The Faults Of His Friends.

Every Boy Wants Someone Older Than Himself To Whom He May Go In Moods Of Confidence And Yearning. The Neglect Of This Child's Want By Grown People . . . Is A Fertile Source Of Suffering.

There Was Never A Person Who Did Anything Worth Doing That He Did Not Receive More Than He Gave.