There Are Many Victories Worse Than A

Grant Folly's Prayers That Hinder Folly's Wish, And Serve The Ends Of Wisdom.

To An Old Memory Like Mine The Present Days Are But As A Little Water Poured On The Deep.

I Should Like To Know What Is The Proper Function Of Women, If It Is Not To Make Reasons For Husbands To Stay At Home, And Still Stronger Reasons For Bachelors To Go Out.

I Like Not Only To Be Loved, But To Be Told That I Am Loved; The Realm Of Silence Is Large Enough Beyond The Grave.

But What We Call Our Despair Is Often Only The Painful Eagerness Of Unfed Hope.