No Heroine Can Create A Hero Through

Strong Characters Are Brought Out By Change Of Situation, And Gentle Ones By Permanence.

Variety Of Mere Nothings Gives More Pleasure Than Uniformity Of Something.

People Will Not Bear It When Advice Is Violently Given, Even If It Is Well Founded. Hearts Are Flowers; They Remain Open To The Softly Falling Dew, But Shut Up In The Violent Downpour Of Rain.

Two Aged Men, That Had Been Foes For Life, Met By A Grave, And Wept - And In Those Tears They Washed Away The Memory Of Their Strife; Then Wept Again The Loss Of All Those Years.

A Man Never Discloses His Own Character So Clearly As When He Describes Anothers.