Civilization Degrades The Many To Exalt The

Where Women Are, The Better Things Are Implied If Not Spoken.

One Cannot Celebrate Books Sufficiently. After Saying His Best, Still Something Better Remains To Be Spoken In Their Praise. As With Friends, One Finds New Beauties At Every Interview, And Would Stay Long In The Presence Of Those Choice Companions. As With Friends, He May Dispense With A Wide Acquaintance. Few And Choice. The Richest Minds Need Not Large Libraries.

The Finer Literature, Indeed, Is Characterized By A Certain Suffusion Of The Feminine Flavor, The Finer, The More Ideal, Thought Plumed With Sentiment; Even Science Loves To Spring From Its Feet, Philosophy Affect The Clouds To Inspire And Edify.

Despair Snuffs The Sun From The Firmament.

Every Dogma Embodies Some Shade Of Truth To Give It Seeming Currency.