Circumstances May Accumulate So Strongly Even Against

With Throbbing Veins And Burning Skin, Eyes Wild And Heavy, Thoughts Hurried And Disordered, He Felt As Though The Light Were A Reproach, And Shrunk Involuntarily From The Day As If He Were Some Foul And Hideous Thing.

In Every Life, No Matter How Full Or Empty Ones Purse, There Is Tragedy. It Is The One Promise Life Always Fulfills. Thus, Happiness Is A Gift, And The Trick Is Not To Expect It, But To Delight In It When It Comes, And To Add To Other Peoples Store Of It.

One Always Begins To Forgive A Place As Soon As It's Left Behind.

Poverty And Oysters Always Seem To Go Together.

...and To-morrow Looked In My Face More Steadily Than I Could Look At It