The Dew-bead Gem Of Earth And Sky

There Are Natures In Which, If They Love Us, We Are Conscious Of Having A Sort Of Baptism And Consecration.

Many An Inherited Sorrow That Has Marred A Life Has Been Breathed Into No Human Ear.

What Do We Live For, If Not To Make Life Less Difficult For Each Other?

If I Got Places, Sir, It Was Because I Made Myself Fit For 'em. If You Want To Slip Into A Round Hole, You Must First Make A Ball Of Yourself; That's Where It Is.

I'm Not One Of Those That Can See The Cat In The Dairy And Wonder What She's There For.