Though Life Is Very Glorious, It Is

Towns Are After All Excrescences, Grey Fluxions, Where Men, Hurrying To Find One Another, Have Lost Themselves.

It Is Easy To Sympathize At A Distance,' Said An Old Gentleman With A Beard. 'i Value More The Kind Word That Is Spoken Close To My Ear.

It Is Now Only In Letters I Write What I Feel: Not In Literature Any More, And I Seldom Say It, Because I Keep Trying To Be Amusing.

It Is So Difficult - At Least, I Find It Difficult - To Understand People Who Speak The Truth.

God Is Not Love In The East. He Is Power, Although Mercy May Temper It.