To Be A Good Draftsman Was To

But Hopes Are Shy Birds Flying At A Great Distance, Seldom Reached By The Best Of Guns.

The Mercantile Business Did Not Suit Me

There Is But One Kind Of Love; God Is Love, And All His Creatures Derive Theirs From His; Only It Is Modified By The Different Degrees Of Intelligence In Different Beings And Creatures.

To Be A Good Draftsman Was To Me A Blessing.

I Cannot Help But Think A Curious Event Is This Life Of Mine