Uncomfortable Thoughts Must Be Got Rid Of

When We Are Dead : It Is The Living Only Who Cannot Be Forgiven The Living Only From Whom Men's Indulgence And Reverence Are Held Off, Like The Rain By The Hard East Wind .

One Must Be Poor To Know The Luxury Of Giving!

Hear Everything And Judge For Yourself

How Unspeakably The Lengthening Of Memories In Common Endears Our Old Friends!

How Could A Man Be Satisfied With A Decision Between Such Alternatives And Under Such Circumstances No More Than He Can Be Satisfied With His Hat, Which He's Chosen From Among Such Shapes As The Resources Of The Age Offer Him. . . .