If You Deliver An Opinion At All,

In Poor Rosamond's Mind There Was Not Room Enough For Luxuries To Look Small In.

Husbands Are An Inferior Class Of Men, Who Require Keeping In Order.

There Are Characters Which Are Continually Creating Collisions And Nodes For Themselves In Dramas Which Nobody Is Prepared To Act With Them. Their Susceptibilities Will Clash Against Objects That Remain Innocently Quiet.

There Is Much Pain That Is Quite Noiseless; And Vibrations That Make Human Agonies Are Often A Mere Whisper In The Roar Of Hurrying Existence.

The Memory Has As Many Moods As The Temper, And Shifts Its Scenery Like A Diorama.