She Is Intensely Human, And Lives To

An Ounce Of Mother Is Worth A Pound Of Clergy.

If History Were Taught In The Form Of Stories, It Would Never Be Forgotten.

Come You Back, You British Soldier; Come You Back To Mandalay!

Our Loves Are Not Given, But Only Lent, At Compound Interest Of Cent Per Cent.

Oh, East Is East, And West Is West, And Never The Twain Shall Meet, Till Earth And Sky Stand Presently At God’s Great Judgment Seat; But There Is Neither East Nor West, Border, Nor Breed, Nor Birth, When Two Strong Men Stand Face To Face, Tho’ They Come From The Ends Of The Earth!