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Weeds Are Omnipresent; Errors Are To Be Found In The Heart Of The Most Lovable.

Learned Women Are Ridiculed Because They Put To Shame Unlearned Men.

It Is Quite Wrong To Think Of Old Age As A Downward Slope. On The Contrary, One Climbs Higher And Higher With The Ad-vancing Years, And That, Too With Sur-prising Strides. Brain-work Comes As Easily To The Old As Physical Exertion To The Child. One Is Moving, It Is True, Towards The End Of Life, But That End Is Now A Goal, And Not A Reef In Which The Vessel May Be Dashed.

Whoever Has Loved Once, Knows All That Life Contains Of Sorrow And Of Joy.

Gossiping Is The Plague Of Little Towns.