It Is A Narrow Mind Which Cannot

It Is, I Fear, But A Vain Show Of Fulfilling The Heathen Precept, ''know Thyself,'' And Too Often Leads To A Self- Estimate Which Will Subsist In The Absence Of That Fruit By Which Alone The Quality Of The Tree Is Made Evident.

What Should I Do—how Should I Act Now, This Very Day . . . What She Would Resolve To Do That Day Did Not Yet Seem Quite Clear, But Something That She Could Achieve Stirred Her As With An Approaching Murmur Which Would Soon Gather Distinctness.

It's Easy Finding Reasons Why Other Folks Should Be Patient.

... One Always Believes One's Own Town To Be More Stupid Than Any Other.

In Every Parting There Is An Image Of Death.