Life Works Upon A Compensating Balance, And

Nothing Is More Beautiful Than The Love That Has Weathered The Storms Of Life. The Love Of The Young For The Young, That Is The Beginning Of Life. But The Love Of The Old For The Old, That Is The Beginning Of Things Longer.

The Advantage Of Literature Over Life Is That Its Characters Are Clearly Defined, And Act Consistently.

(speaking Of The Cistercian Monks) A Grim Fraternity, Passing Grim Lives In That Sweet Spot, That God Had Made So Bright! Strange That Nature's Voices All Around Them--the Soft Singing Of The Waters, The Wisperings Of The River Grass, The Music Of The Rushing Wind--should Not Have Taught Them A Truer Meaning Of Life Than This. They Listened There, Through The Long Days, In Silence, Waiting For A Voice From Heaven; And All Day Long And Through The Solemn Night It Spoke To Them In Myriad Tones, And They Heard It Not.

Some People Are Under The Impression That All That Is Required To Make A Good Fisherman Is The Ability To Tell Lies Easily And Without Blushing; But This Is A Mistake. Mere Bald Fabrication Is Useless; The Veriest Tyro Can Manage That. It Is In The Circumstantial Detail, The Embellishing Touches Of Probability, The General Air Of Scrupulous - Almost Of Pedantic - Veracity, That The Experienced Angler Is Seen.

Cassivelaunus Had Prepared The River For Caesar, By Planting It Full Of Stakes (and Had, No Doubt, Put Up A Notice-board).