It Is Curious How Any Making Of

A Good Marriage Shuts Out A Very Great Deal.

In The Novel Or The Journal You Get The Journey. In A Poem You Get The Arrival.

One Must Think Like A Hero To Behave Like A Merely Decent Human Being.

Love Cannot Exorcise The Gifts Of Hate. / Hate Cannot Exorcize What Has No Weight, / But Laughter We Can Never Over-rate.

There Is Only One Real Deprivation... And That Is Not To Be Able To Give One's Gifts To Those One Loves Most.