The Only Woman To Whom It Has

All Great Expression, Which On A Superficial Survey Seems So Easy As Well As So Simple, Furnishes After A While, To The Faithful Observer, Its Own Standard By Which To Appreciate It.

If Any Individual Live Too Much In Relations, So That He Becomes A Stranger To The Resources Of His Own Nature, He Falls, After A While, Into A Distraction, Or Imbecility, From Which He Can Only Be Cured By A Time Of Isolation, Which Gives The Renovating Fountains Time To Rise Up.

In Order That She May Be Able To Give Her Hand With Dignity, She Must Be Able To Stand Alone.

We Cannot Have Expression Till There Is Something To Be Expressed.

The Man Of Science Dissects The Statement, Verifies The Facts, And Demonstrates Connection Even Where He Cannot Its Purpose.