Thou Large-brain'd Woman And Large-hearted Man.

I Tell You, Hopeless Grief Is Passionless.

With What Cracked Pitchers Go We To Deep Wells In This World!

Girls Blush, Sometimes, Because They Are Alive, Half Wishing They Were Dead To Save The Shame. The Sudden Blush Devours Them, Neck And Brow; They Have Drawn Too Near The Fire Of Life, Like Gnats, And Flare Up Bodily, Wings And All. What Then? Who's Sorry For A Gnat Or Girl?

Books Succeed; And Lives Fail.

An Ignorance Of Means May Minister To Greatness, But An Ignorance Of Aims Make It Impossible To Be Great At All.