I Find No Intellect Comparable To My

I Am Suffocated And Lost When I Have Not The Bright Feeling Of Progression.

It Is So True That A Woman May Be In Love With A Woman, And A Man With A Man. It Is Pleasant To Be Sure Of It, Because It Is Undoubtedly The Same Love That We Shall Feel When We Are Angels.

For Precocity Some Great Price Is Always Demanded Sooner Or Later In Life.

Who Does Not Observe The Immediate Glow And Security That Is Diffused Over The Life Of Woman, Before Restless Or Fretful, By Engaging In Gardening, Building, Or The Lowest Department Of Art? Here Is Something That Is Not Routine--something That Draws Forth Life Towards The Infinite.

It Is Astonishing What Force, Purity, And Wisdom It Requires For A Human Being To Keep Clear Of Falsehoods.