What Destroys Us Most Effectively Is Not

Life Is So Complicated A Game That The Devices Of Skill Are Liable To Be Defeated At Every Turn By Air-blown Chances, Incalculable As The Descent Of Thistle-down.

There Are Some Cases In Which The Sense Of Injury Breeds Not The Will To Inflict Injuries And Climb Over Them As A Ladder, But A Hatred Of All Injury.

To My Thinking, It Is More Pitiable To Bore Than To Be Bored.

The Nature O' Things Doesn't Change, Though It Seems As If One's Own Life Was Nothing But Change.

Our Consciences Are Not All Of The Same Pattern.