Such Ever Was Love's Way: To Rise,

A Face To Lose Youth For, To Occupy Age With The Dream Of, Meet Death With.

Genius Has Somewhat Of The Infantine; But Of The Childish Not A Touch Or Taint.

The Trouble That Most Of Us Find With The Modern Matched Sets Of Clubs Is That They Don't Really Seem To Know Any More About The Game Than The Old Ones Did.

I Know What I Want And What I Might Gain, And Yet, How Profitless To Know.

The Sad Rhyme Of The Men Who Proudly Clung To Their First Fault, And Withered In Their Pride.