Many Readers Judge Of The Power Of

It Is Difficult To Know At What Moment Love Begins; It Is Less Difficult To Know That It Has Begun.

O Thou Child Of Many Prayers! Life Hath Quicksands, Life Hath Snares! Care And Age Come Unawares!

Talk Not Of Wasted Affection - Affection Never Was Wasted.

Whatever Hath Been Written Shall Remain, Nor Be Erased Nor Written O'er Again; The Unwritten Only Still Belongs To Thee: Take Heed, And Ponder Well What That Shall Be.

We Judge Ourselves By What We Feel Capable Of Doing, While Others Judge Us By What We Have Already Done.