Happy Slaves Are The Bitterest Enemies Of

The Manuscript In The Drawer Either Rots Or Ripens.

Conquer But Never Triumph.

There Are Women Who Love Their Husbands As Blindly, As Enthusiastically, And As Enigmatically As Nuns Their Cloister.

Grace Is The Outcome Of Inward Harmony.

Many Think They Have A Kind Heart Who Have Only Weak Nerves.