Rilla Was Fond Of Italics, As Most

The Little Things In Life Often Make More Trouble Than The Big Things.

Look, Do You See That Poem?' She Said Suddenly, Pointing.

Without Shedding Of Blood There Is No Anything. Everything, It Seems To Me, Has To Be Purchased By Selfsacrifice. Our Race Has Marked Every Step Of Its Painful Ascent With Blood. And Now Torrents Of It Must Flow Again.

It's Such An Interesting World. It Wouldn't Be Half So Interesting If We Knew All About Everything, Would It?

I Shall Give Life Here My Best, And I Believe It Will Give Its Best To Me In Return.