The Time Is Out Of Joint.

For Thou Hast Given Me In This Beauteous Face A World Of Earthly Blessings To My Soul, If Sympathy Of Love Unite Our Thoughts.

For I Can Raise No Money By Vile Means.

I Have Thrust Myself Into This Maze, Haply To Wive And Thrive As Best I May.

I Understand A Fury In Your Words But Not Your Words.

He Who Has Injured Thee Was Either Stronger Or Weaker Than Thee. If Weaker, Spare Him; If Stronger, Spare Thyself.