The Intensest Form Of Hatred Is That

'character," Says Novalis, In One Of His Questionable Aphorisms - Character Is Destiny'.

I've Never Any Pity For Conceited People, Because I Think They Carry Their Comfort About With Them.

No Man Can Be Wise On An Empty Stomach.

To Think Of The Part One Little Woman Can Play In The Life Of A Man, So That To Renounce Her May Be A Very Good Imitation Of Heroism, And To Win Her May Be A Discipline.

The Perpetual Mourner -- The Grief That Can Never Be Healed -- Is Innocently Enough Felt To Be Wearisome By The Rest Of The World. And My Sense Of Desolation Increases. Each Day Seems A New Beginning -- A New Acquaintance With Grief.