There Are Many Victories Worse Than A

Every Limit Is A Beginning As Well As An Ending.

I Cherish My Childish Loves--the Memory Of That Warm Little Nest Where My Affections Were Fledged.

Things Are Achieved When They Are Well Begun.

Women Know No Perfect Love: Loving The Strong, They Can Forsake The Strong; Man Clings Because The Being Whom He Loves Is Weak And Needs Him.

For Pain Must Enter Into Its Glorified Life Of Memory Before It Can Turn Into Compassion.