At The Point When Affection Is Not

Dreams Are Rough Copies Of The Waking Soul Yet Uncorrected Of The Higher Will, So That Men Sometimes In Their Dreams Confess An Unsuspected, Or Forgotten, Self; -since Dreaming, Madness, Passion, Are Akin In Missing Each That Salutory Rein Of Reason, And The Grinding Will Of Man.

A Woman Needs A Stronger Head Than Her Own For Counsel - She Should Marry.

A Good Action Is Never Lost; It Is A Treasure Laid Up And Guarded For The Doer's Need.

Restless Sunflower; Cease To Move.

What Is Life? A Madness. What Is Life? An Illusion, A Shadow, A Story. And The Greatest Good Is Little Enough: For All Life Is A Dream, And Dreams Themselves Are Only Dreams.