One Of The Great Defects

Some Persons Have Ventured To Say That It Is Only Since Englishmen Ceased To Believe In The Bible That They Began To Discover How Beautiful It Was.

The Time Of Illusion, Then, Is The Beautiful Moment Of Passion; It Represents The Artistic Zone In Which The Poet Or Romance Writer Ought To Be Free To Do The Very Best That He Can.

All Good Work Is Done The Way Ants Do Things: Little By Little.

There Is One Type Of Ideal Woman Very Seldom Described In Poetry - The Old Maid, The Woman Whom Sorrow Or Misfortune Prevents From Fulfilling Her Natural Destiny.

The More You Wish To Be, The Wiser You Are; While The Wish To Have Is Apt To Be Foolish In Proportion To Its Largeness.