A State Of Affairs Which

The Fine Emotions Whence Our Lives We Mold Lie In The Earthly Tumult Dumb And Cold.

People Are Always Talking About Originality; But What Do They Mean? As Soon As We Are Born, The World Begins To Work Upon Us; And This Goes On To The End. And After All, What Can We Call Our Own, Except Energy, Strength, And Will? If I Could Give An Account Of All That I Owe To Great Predecessors And Contemporaries, There Would Be But A Small Balance In My Favor.

Every Spoken Word Arouses Our Self-will.

The Society Of Women Is The Element Of Good Manners.

There Are Only Two Lasting Bequests We Can Hope To Give Our Children. One Of These Is Roots, The Other, Wings.