The So Called White Races Are Really

Either Life Entails Courage, Or It Ceases To Be Life.

It Is My Fate And Perhaps My Temperament To Sign Agreements With Fools.

One Minute. You Know Nothing About Him. He Probably Has His Own Joys And Interests- Wife, Children, Snug Little Home. That's Where We Practical Fellows'- He Smiled-'are More Tolerant Than You Intellectuals. We Live And Let Live, And Assume That Things Are Jogging On Fairly Well Elsewhere, And That The Ordinary Plain Man May Be Trusted To Look After His Own Affairs.

“it Is Fate That I Am Here,” Persisted George. “but You Can Call It Italy If It Makes You Less Unhappy.”

I Know By Experience That The Poets Are Right: Love Is Eternal.