Rivalry Adds So Much To The Charms

November Is The Most Disagreeable Month In The Whole Year," Said Margaret, Standing At The Window One Dull Afternoon, Looking Out At The Frostbitten Garden. "that's The Reason I Was Born In It," Observed Jo Pensively, Quite Unconscious Of The Blot On Her Nose.

Good Books, Like Good Friends, Are Few And Chosen; The More Select, The More Enjoyable.

Men Are Often Bad, But Babies Never Are.

The Female Population Exceeds The Male, You Know, Especially In New England, Which Accounts For The High State Of Culture We Are In, Perhaps.

Sympathy Is A Sweet Thing.