The Bow Always Strung ... Will Not

I Shall Never Love Anybody. I Can't Love People. I Hate Them.' 'the Time Will Come, Dear, The Time Will Come.

Net The Large Fish And You Are Sure To Have The Small Fry.

It Always Remains True That If We Had Been Greater, Circumstance Would Have Been Less Strong Against Us.

Blows Are Sarcasms Turned Stupid.

The Most Solid Comfort One Can Fall Back Upon Is The Thought That The Business Of One's Life Is To Help In Some Small Way To Reduce The Sum Of Ignorance, Degradation And Misery On The Face Of This Beautiful Earth.