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Broadly Speaking, Nervous Women May Be Divided Into Two Classes - Those Who Are Really Nervous, And Those Who Imagine Themselves To Be So.

Love Turns All The Wheels Of Human Industry, Is The Motive Power Under The World's Machinery, Makes Worthwhile Every Enterprise On The Earth, Is Coequal With Life, Outlasts Death, And Reaches Onward Into Heaven.

Memory Is A Trustworthy Servant As Long As It Is Made To Serve.

Creative Genius Is A Divinely Bestowed Gift Which Is The Coronation Of The Few.

At Christmas-tide The Open Hand Scatters Its Bounty O'er Sea And Land, And None Are Left To Grieve Alone, For Love Is Heaven And Claims Its Own.