All Of This Has Happened Before, And

The Life Of Every Man Is A Diary In Which He Means To Write One Story, And Writes Another; And His Humblest Hour Is When He Compares The Volume As It Is With What He Vowed To Make It.

Asleep To Rummage In Their Minds

I Have Always Found That The Man Whose Second Thoughts Are Good Is Worth Watching.

He Was A Poet; And They Are Never Exactly Grown-up.

Pan, Who And What Art Thou?" He Cried Huskily. "i'm Youth, I'm Joy," Peter Answered At A Venture, "i'm A Little Bird That Has Broken Out Of The Egg.