A Man Who Stops At Nothing Short

For Certain People, Misfortune Is A Beacon That Lights Up The Dark And Baser Sides Of Social Life.

Children, Dear And Loving Children, Can Alone Console A Woman For The Loss Of Her Beauty.

He Hesitated Till The Last Moment, But Finally Dropped Them In The Box, Saying, "i Shall Win!"--the Cry Of A Gambler, The Cry Of The Great General, The Compulsive Cry That Has Ruined More Men Than It Has Ever Saved.

The Human Heart May Find Here And There A Resting-place Short Of The Highest Height Of Affection, But We Seldom Stop In The Steep, Downward Slope Of Hatred.

Great Minds Always Tend To See Virtue In Misfortune.