But Does Not Happiness Come

In The First Woman We Love, We Love Everything. Growing Older, We Love The Woman Only.

Doubt Follows White-winged Hope With Trembling Steps.

The Causes That Govern The Heart Appear To Be Wholly Alien To The Results Achieved. Are The Forces That Moved A Desperate Criminal The Same That Fill A Martyr With Pride, As Both Mount The Scaffold?

To Get A Traveling Salesman Drunk Is The Height Of Impossibility.

Necessity Is Often The Spur To Genius.