Not Being Heard Is No Reason For

As We Have Said, Robust Souls Are Sometimes Almost, But Not Entirely, Overthrown By Strokes Of Misfortune....despair Has Steps Leading Upward. From Total Depression We Rise To Despondency, From Despondency To Affliction, From Affliction To Melancholy. Melancholy Is A Twilight State In Which Suffering Transmutes Into A Somber Joy....melancholy Is The Enjoyment Of Being Sad.

Close By The Rights Of Man, At The Least Set Beside Them, Are The Rights Of The Spirit.

It Is From Books That Wise Men Derive Consolation In The Troubles Of Life.

It Is Often Our Best Friends Who Throw Us Down.

She Was A Lovely Blonde, With Fine Teeth. She Had Gold And Pearls For Her Dowry; But Her Gold Was On Her Head, And Her Pearls Were In Her Mouth.