Democracy Does Not Race, It Reaches The

What Is My Life If I Am No Longer Useful To Others.

Someone Criticized An Elderly Man For Wooing Young Women. He Replied That That Was The Only Way To Rejuvenation, Which Was, Afterall, Everybody's Wish.

The Thought Of Death Leaves Me In Perfect Peace, For I Have A Firm Conviction That Our Spirit Is A Being Of Indestructible Nature; It Works On From Eternity To Eternity, It Is Like The Sun, Which Though It Seems To Set To Our Mortal Eyes, Does Not Really Set, But Shines On Perpetually.

Beauty Is Everywhere A Welcome Guest.

Human Life-everybody Lives It, But Only To A Few Is It Known.