We First Crush People To The Earth,

If We Really Believed That Those Who Are Gone From Us Were As Truly Alive As Ourselves, We Could Not Invest The Subject With Such Awful Depth Of Gloom As We Do. If We Could Imbue Our Children With Distinct Faith In Immortality, We Should Never Speak Of People As Dead, But Passed Into Another World. We Should Speak Of The Body As A Cast-off Garment, Which The Wearer Had Outgrown; Consecrated Indeed By The Beloved Being That Used It For A Season, But Of No Value Within Itself.

Woman Stock Is Rising In The Market. I Shall Not Live To See Women Vote, But I'll Come And Rap On The Ballot Box.

The Excess Of All Good Things Is Mischievous.

The Eye Of Genius Has Always A Plaintive Expression, And Its Natural Language Is Pathos.

Happiness Consists Not In Having Much, But In Wanting No More Than You Have.