The Sadness Which Reigned Everywhere Was But

A Smile Is The Same As Sunshine; It Banishes Winter From The Human Countenance.

He Had Slipped, Climbed, Rolled, Searched, Walked, Persevered, That Is All. Such Is The Secret Of All Triumphs.

Idleness Is A Mother. She Has A Son, Robbery, And A Daughter, Hunger.

Nobody Knows Like A Woman How To Say Things At The Same Time Sweet And Profound. Sweetness And Depth, This Is All Of Woman; This Is All Of Heaven.

It Is Man's Consolation That The Future Is To Be A Sunrise Instead Of A Sunset.