I Don't Want The World To Give

Grant Folly's Prayers That Hinder Folly's Wish, And Serve The Ends Of Wisdom.

But Is It What We Love, Or How We Love, That Makes True Good?

Solomon's Proverbs, I Think, Have Omitted To Say, That As The Sore Palate Findeth Grit, So An Uneasy Consciousness Heareth Innuendos.

It Is A Common Enough Case, That Of A Man Being Suddenly Captivated By A Woman Nearly The Opposite Of His Ideal.

There Are Moments When Our Passions Speak And Decide For Us ... Like A Fire Kindled Within Our Being To Which Everything Else In Us Is Mere Fuel.