A Burnt Child Dreads The Fire.

The 'lords Of The Earth' Are Those Who Are Doing Their Will. It Does Not Necessarily Mean People With Coronets And Automobiles; There Are Plenty Of Such People Who Are The Most Sorrowful Slaves In The World. The Sole Test Of One's Lordship Is To Know What One's True Will Is, And To Do It.

What The Eye Doesn't See, The Heart Doesn't Grieve Over.

She Knew That She Belonged To This Man, Body And Soul. Every Trace Of Shame Departed; It Was Burnt Out By The Fire That Consumed Her. She Gave Him A Thousand Opportunities; She Fought To Turn His Words To Serious Things. He Baffled Her With His Shallow Smile And Ready Tongue, That Twisted All Topics To Triviality. By Six O'clock She Was Morally On Her Knees Before Him; She Was Imploring Him To Stay To Dinner With Her. He Refused.

The Customer Is Usually Wrong, But Statistics Indicate That It Doesn't Pay To Tell Him So

The Absolute Rule Of The State Shall Be A Function Of The Absolute Liberty Of Each Individual Will.