How Good Is Man's Life, The Mere

I Hear You Reproach, "but Delay Was Best, For Their End Was A Crime." Oh, A Crime Will Do As Well, I Reply, To Serve For A Test As A Virtue Golden Through And Through, Sufficient To Vindicate Itself And Prove Its Worth At A Moment's View! . . . . . . Let A Man Contend To The Uttermost For His Life's Set Prize, Be It What It Will! The Counter Our Lovers Staked Was Lost As Surely As If It Were Lawful Coin; And The Sin I Impute To Each Frustrate Ghost Is-the Unlit Lamp And The Ungirt Loin, Though The End In Sight Was A Vice, I Say.

Love Is The Energy Of Life.

Might She Have Loved Me? Just As Well She Might Have Hated, Who Can Tell!

Success In Marriage Is More Than Finding The Right Person: It Is Being The Right Person.

Lost, Lost! One Moment Knelled The Woe Of Years.