Reason May Cure Illusions, But Not Suffering.

Take Time As It Comes, The Wind As It Blows, Woman As She Is.

As All The Perfumes Of The Vanished Dayrise From The Earth Still Moistened With The Dewso From My Chastened Soul Beneath Thy Rayold Love Is Born Anew.

The Soft Contralto Notes Of A Woman's Voice Are Born In The Immediate Region Of The Heart.

There Is No Worse Sorrow Than Remembering Happiness In The Day Of Sorrow.

There Are Temptations More Attractive Than Angels. Liberty, Patriotism, The Good Of Humanity – Words Like That Are The Silver Scales Of The Tempter’s Flaming Wings