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What Is Life? A Gulf Of Troubled Waters, Where The Soul, Like A Vexed Bark, Is Tossed Upon The Waves Of Pain And Pleasure By The Wavering Breath Of Passions.

The Rich Know Not How Hard It Is To Be Of Needful Rest And Needful Food Debarred.

And This Is Woman's Fate: All Her Affections Are Called Into Life By Winning Flatteries, And Then Thrown Back Upon Themselves To Perish; And Her Heart, Her Trusting Heart, Filled With Weak Tenderness, Is Left To Bleed Or Break!

An Apt Quotation Is Like A Lamp Which Flings Its Light Over The Whole Sentence.

Confidence Is Its Own Security.