Youth Knows No Remedy For Grief But

But To Write - That Is Grief And Labor; And To Read What One Has Written - How Unlike The Story As One Saw It; How Dull, How Spirtless - That Is Enough To Send One Weeping To Bed.

Love Needs The Stiffening Of Respect, The Give And Take Of Equality.

The Crown Of Life Is Neither Happiness Nor Annihilation; It Is Understanding.

It's The Things You Don't Do, Not The Things You Do, You Feel Most Sorry For.

Nature Is Not Silent, And Never Was A Name More Derisively Inappropriate Than When We Speak Of These Non-human Creatures Who Hoot And Crow And Bray As The Dumb Animals.